Connections

I sit here and watch the snow fall from the heavens and magnify the beauty of the world around me. The wind slowly picks up and the slow and calm falling snow starts thrashing violently as it hits the ground. It is the first snow of the year. As I walk around in the snow the howling wind stops me in my tracks. I can feel every bone in my body and am paralyzed by the harsh winter wind. Jack Frost does me so wrong. But I quickly break from my temporary spell of immobility and press on. The thermometer may say 18 but it feels like 3. Just as weather.com. I fly away from this NorEast wintry December in 7 days flat. I return to the place where winter and summer vary by 20 degrees. But first there are those final exams. Way too much stress for such a little thing. Of course you do bad on the final and the previous 15 weeks of hard work are all for not. So the books get cracked open once more, the glowing laptop stays on until the wee small hours of the morning, and after all is said and done a single letter shows a future employer my value. I don't buy it and wouldn't sell it either. We are more than letters on a page or numbers calculated by a test. What I do on one day for a few hours shouldn't define who I am. But it does. At least in your eyes. But one day I'll open your eyes and show you that we are all gifted. Some of us excel with books in front of our noses, while others of us fill pages in books with what we do in our life. Oh here comes another freezing wind. Time to get inside.