BHS- Where you want to go, if you love to write!
In winter all I think of is opportunity, and how the world becomes bigger and smaller at the same time. It becomes bigger because when covered in white it seems endless. It becomes smaller because often the thought of being in a snow globe comes to mind, which is contained and petite. Thinking this I take myself back to last January at the sledding hill…
I’m in my not-so peaceful mudroom with my noisy and excited siblings, laughing as I struggle to put my snow gear on. It’s finally the perfect day to go sledding, what with the fact that it only snowed on New Year’s. Suited up, I do my best to get into the car, because I feel like a marshmallow and look like one too. We drive to the sledding hill down the street and start to pile out of the car and unload our sleds from the trunk. I’m disappointed because it’s not snowing, even if there’s plenty on the ground. By the time we make it up the hill the sky is dark dark blue, and the only light comes from the streetlamps in the park. I settle down on the packed down snow at the peak and tilt forward to get enough momentum to slide down at top speed. I descend on my saucer, feeling like I’m flying and weightless. The air is cold and sharp against the tops of my cheeks where my neck warmer doesn’t reach. I am laughing hysterically and screaming as I fly. The world is pure snow. White and light and cold and perfect. It gets better, because now instead of just air I can feel snowflakes and my vision blurs because the sky is full of them. They dot the dark blue sky slowly and peacefully. My eyelashes are full of them and I let go of the sides of my sled to raise them up to the falling snow. Through my glee I realize the blackness approaching and it hits me that there is a drop coming up, but not soon enough. My hands fly back to my sides to grip my sled and my stomach drops and I coast down the steep little hill at the bottom. Then it’s over. My cheeks are pink, I am dusted with snow, the world is back to how it was, and yet the snow keeps falling.