Those have become so rare in Jordan where I live that we got so crazy looking at the snowfall yesterday. My kids and I literally jumped up and down of joy while running from one window to another in the house to see the snowy view each one displayed.

This 24-hour storm gave me the chance to experience playing in snow with my kids aged 7 and 5 for the first time because it was their first! The energy they had was astonishing and adorable, especially my youngest. When we came back in the house, I realized he was all wet but never complained once because he was playing so hard.

Today reminded me of my younger self and all the snow routines I had with my siblings who were not sharing the experience due to living abroad. Snow made me miss them more.

As for my own family, I took so many photos and videos but also tried to watch them carefully as they played. I wanted to imprint what I was seeing in my mind, that my kids are now this small, this goofy, this excited. It is precious and fleeting.

Maybe where you live snow is such a normal event. For us, it is an occasion to celebrate, just like Christmas day.

Thank you for the visit and all the chilly fun we had because of you dear snow. May we meet again soon, joyful as ever to see you.