A Quieting Snow

I didn't realize it until it started to fall today, but I needed it to snow. I've spent several weeks unable to synthesize or verbalize my chaotic emotions and the quiet that accompanied the enormous white flakes dampened the noise in my head and went some distance in taming my thoughts.

The white stuff also provided an early exit from school for the girls and the first real opportunity for Henry to get outside to play in it. We shoveled, we threw snowballs, made snow angels and built a snowman. The experience wouldn't be complete until we ate some snow and caught flakes on our tongues. He lasted longer than I thought he would, but eventually got too cold and requested to go inside. We finished off our winter day with hot chocolate as the girls came in and the wet clothes finished in the drier.

We spent the remainder of the afternoon and evening, just hanging out with little agenda, something that I've had a difficult time relaxing enough to do. All and all, it was the best day Henry and I have had together in a while.

Tomorrow Tara is off work and will take Henry to clinic. I expect to be home with the girls as I imagine school will be canceled. Today and tomorrow, according to our past months, would be the time when Henry contracts a fever and we head to the hospital. We're currently holding our breath, still hoping that we'll skate through this cycle without an additional stay.

There's an outside hope that his counts will be rebounding, but I think that will have to wait until early next week. Until then, we'll settle for a few more normal days and time to sort out some emotions in the quiet times.