I’ve never woken up to so much snow before, and I know I can appreciate it in 37 degree weather instead of somewhere like back east where the cold would be unbearable. My mountains were covered in snow. Yesterday I said my heart had been breaking ever so slowly and asked if there would be better days. Quite a few friends assured me there would be. I was told “you have too beautiful of a heart for it to ever be allowed to break.” That almost made me cry. Anyway, this was like waking up to a love letter from the universe. All I could see was snow and fog, and the clouds for miles kissing the earth. It was like being in a city in the sky.