Louie and I sit here at home, homesick for Lou. It’s a great condolence to log on each morning and enjoy his posts from Europe. While he’s away, we’re snug in the middle of another Colorado winter. Even though snow conditions are variable and we miss Lou, how can we not savor this time? The weekends are filled with skiing and touring, and during the week, when I do the white knuckle drive to work on Killer 82, even then I am lulled by the lovely hills and pastures along the way.
When comrades at the office groan about the cold, I hear echoes from home, cheering the season and praying, always praying for a snow day. Snow, that beautiful nuisance in the driveway, becomes glorious when we ski. How blessed I am to live here and be in a family that embraces life in these mountains.
As a thought for the day, I leave you my favorite prayer which dates back to the 1800’s. “Thou hast given so much to me. Give me one thing more, a thankful heart.”