I Wish I Could Remember The Snow

Have you ever seen snow? How do you feel about it?

I have but I don’t remember it at all. I was 2 & 1/2 or maybe 3 when my parents took me and my sister who was 9 at the time all the way to Newcastle, England. At that time my mom’s second youngest sister and her family lived in Newcastle before moving to Glasgow in Scotland. We also had my mom’s elder brother and his family living in Cardiff, Wales. So one winter vacation my family took a couple of weeks off and decided to go and visit our family in the UK.

I am not sure how much time we actually spent over there; I’d have to go and ask my parents since I was too young to remember anything. However my aunt filled me in a bit especially about our time in Newcastle which was the first and only time that I, or my parents & sister, have ever experienced snow. It was snowing at the time that we went there. My aunt says that little tyke that I was was overly excited at the sight of the falling snow and that I begged to go out in the open.

She said that it wasn’t very cold at the time so she told my mom that it would be ok for me to spend some time out there. So I did, with my sister and cousins and apparently had a blast. And apprently I even tried to get a spoon and eat some of that snow that had piled up before me. Classic kids stuff. Now if only I could remember the feeling.

Prompt from 60 Blog Post Ideas for The Month of December at The OC Academy

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