A Simple Gift
Yesterday, we had our first real snow of the season and it was still snowing as we went to bed. My husband and I decided to shovel in the morning rather than in the evening because more accumulation was expected overnight.
I woke early this morning to shovel. I left the house through the garage. When I opened the garage door, I saw a beautiful morning. Soft light filtered through clouds onto unblemished, powdered snow. At least 4 inches of fluffy, white stuff sat on the cars in the drive.
As I reached the edge of the garage, I gasped. The driveway itself had no more than a light dusting of snow on it.
I stepped into the silence of the early morning and looked around. Every driveway on my block had been cleared by snow-blowers. And it wasn′t just the driveways. One of my neighbours had cleared every driveway, every path to a doorway, and every sidewalk.
And, now at the end of the day, I am still smiling. The world is a wonderful place with such generosity in it. And, I am grateful.
I think I know who was responsible, but part of the magic is not knowing.
A little winter holiday wonder for the grown-ups.