Oh, how I was hoping to get an email today from the Emergency School Closing Center. That would mean a late start or a snow day. But I got nothing. So, we'll have to carry on. I guess it's best.
As I lay in bed last night listening to the 45 mph wind gusts whipping snow around, I couldn't help but feel so blessed to be born here, at this time, with this really wonderful life. I have so much.