Another day of snow, another day of leaving the house earlier than normal to go through the chore of cleaning the snow and ice off my car and warming it up for the drive to school (which will be more of a fight due to the weather). If you’ve grown up in the Midwest, or have lived here for any length of time, this winter weather is nothing new, and we all bear it the best we can, wishing for an early spring. Today, however, while sweeping the powdery snow off my car, I had a memory pop up in my minds’ eye and it made me take pause. When I was a young girl I had a microscope and I would look at everything under it to see what my world was like up close. In the winter time I became obsessed with trying to look at snowflakes. I would put my glass slides outside so that they would be cold enough for the little flakes and even set up my microscope in the backyard to observe the delicate crystals in their natural habitat. But one thing I didn’t consider was the hot bulb that made it possible to see anything under the microscope, and so each and every time the beautiful snowflakes would melt within seconds of being observed (much to my dismay).
That memory made me stop for a moment and think about how rushed we all are to get from one thing in our lives to another, with hardly a pause in between to just stop and look around. So I stopped cleaning my car and just looked. The snowflakes were huge and the wind made them swirl and dance around in the air before coming to rest on the world below. For that moment I forgot about classes and deadlines and work and bills and just admired the beauty of the snow. Perhaps everyone should just take a moment in their busy schedule, every day, to pause, look around, and enjoy the beauty of the world around us. Take a deep breath and remember those moments. Cheers!
This being my last semester at Fontbonne, what I wanted most this spring 2015 was some winter weather. A fairly mild winter had left me missing last year’s snow storm. With snow in the forecast, I kept my fingers crossed all of Sunday. Working full time in retail eats up all of my weekends, so the idea of a day of an actual day off was an impossible dream. With the help of a little snow, I thought I could actually turn that dream into reality.
Driving home late Sunday night, a dust of snow had begun to fall. I made it back to Fontbonne just in time, for the snow picked up on my way back home. Yes, I call Fontbonne my home.
I absolutely love Fontbonne and St. Louis, in the winter. Campus covered in snow creates an ideal picture in my mind. I was in hibernation for the entirety of that Monday, but I do have this photo to share from the surrounding area of FBU.
Honestly, I like snowing and this is my first experience seeing snow in my life. Initially I felt so romantic and excited seeing snow and everything seem frozen (car is frozen, leaves are frozen, etc). All around is white and peaceful. However, after few days, streets started to get dirty as the snow became grey in color. And when you walk on the street, your shoes are submerged into the snow and start getting wet. That’s what I started disliking snowing and missing my days in California! During the last few days, the weather was terrible as it extremely chilly and snowed heavily. I hate removing the snow or even ice crystals from my car, as I spent almost a half-hour to get rid of those in order to be safe to drive. Even though snow is pretty at first, I would rather have sunny and hot weather than a chilly and troublesome snowy day.
I enjoy how I learn so many new things everyday just being here. For example, after living in St. Louis for 5 years, I’m still in awe of how much snow we’ve had. It’s already March and still, the flurries are being spooned on us as if someone up there is pouring flour into this bowl we call earth. What is the name of that groundhog that sees his shadow? I think we need a new animal if we’re getting six weeks more of winter.
I also learn that no matter how rough of a day you’ve had, someone will always cheer you up. Following my heavy schedule today, I was determined to stay mad and grouchy at how little time I had to relax. Yet my companions at dinner made me laugh so much I can’t help but laugh my guilt away now. My friend Sean is a master imitator and performed several renditions of Disney songs in the style of Celine Dion, Britney Spears, Christina Aguilera, and Johnny Cash. This was followed by some wonderful trips down memory lane of old, obscure TV shows that only a few know about, such as Flight of the Conchords. Just revisiting all their songs with Willian, and letting Yuri and Yara listen and laugh with us, helped my mood immensely.
In fact, being at Fontbonne has that effect. No matter where you go, how terrible or dark you feel, or how lethargically your life passes, someone will always come by like a ray of light and shine. It’s very refreshing. And you keep learning that laughter will always be a grand medicine.