If you see my reflection in the snow covered hills, well the landslide brought me down.

I won't lie; today was rather meloncholy.

Feet were cold.

Minutes inched by.

Sidewalks were wet.

Hair was uncooperative.

People were missed, words were misunderstood, hearts were confused.

Nostalgia  filled the air.

Oh, mirror in the sky,
What is love?
Can the child within my heart rise above
Can I sail through the changing ocean tides
Can I handle the seasons of my life

Well, I've been afraid of changing
'Cause I've built my life around you
But time makes you bolder
Even children get older
And I'm getting older too

Stevie Nicks, You say it sister.

I think of my daddy when I hear this song. He's a big fan of Fleetwood Mac.

I'm a big fan of him.

 Contrary to the melancholy:

Tummies were filled.

Naps were taken.

Laundry was folded.

Scriptures were read.

Calories were burned,

and last time I checked, I was still very blessed.

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