November tenth two-thousand twelve. Today, I woke up to the crispy new fallen snow of the season. It is beautiful. There is just something special about the first time it snows for the season. The cold icy air does something to me, somehow it warms me. The college boys outside make snow balls and cast them out at the girl's apartment windows. It reminds me of childhood when my brothers lived with me, how our imaginations wondered. Every season, we would come up with something new to build out of our new world we discovered, SNOW.
Today, I dream of another new world. A world where I can make a
difference on those lives that are less fortunate. I watched this video
today, in which I am a huge fan of Lindsey Stirling, but to see those
kids smile... that is my dream.
