Snow in the South is always a big deal - especially for young children who have only seen it a handful of times in their short, precious lives. I'll admit it - it's a big deal for me, too. The snow fell on Friday and school was preemptively canceled so that kids didn't end up stranded on buses as they tried to get the children home. The temps stayed below freezing all weekend, so the backroads were still a mess today and my kids got another day of freedom. Don't get me wrong, I love my children but there is only so much that a parent can take when the roads are a mess and there's no escape from the cabin-fever induced ravings of small children. Tomorrow my oldest goes back to school and I give thanks to the snow-melting God in Heaven for that little gift of peace and quiet.
Tonight I lost a friend that I've had since elementary school. I have so many conflicting emotions right now. I'm mad and I'm sad and I'm devastated and my heart absolutely aches for the two little girls who have been left behind. I've walked that path and I know the heartache of your daddy missing all of the big moments in your life - prom, graduation, going to college, getting married, having children. I wouldn't wish that fate on my worst enemy. My friend was only forty years old. He served our country as a young Marine and then re-enlisted in the Guard after 9/11. He did not die in combat, but he wasn't afraid to do so. I give thanks for him, his spirit, and others like him. Because of men and women like him, I am free to write whatever the hell I want out in here in cyberspace or just about any other place where I feel so inclined. Tonight I'll have a beer, listen to some classic Zeppelin, and remember the good times that I shar...
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