Everyone finds joy in simple things from reading a good book on a rainy day to jamming out to your favorite song that happened to play in the car on a bad day, or even something as innocent as a bubble bath. But reguardless it brings the small amount of joy and satisfation.
My simply pleasure is something so delicate and yet so basic that many people overlook it or complain about it. Yet I find it so satisfying and enjoyable. And the funniest thing is everyone I know from my mother to my best friend hates it…the “dreaded” snow. (picture me saying this is a creepy voice lol)
I’m not sure when I started to like “Suzy Snowflake”. I’m a military brat (proudly) so we didnt always live where there is snow, but when dad left the navy his final move was back to where he started, Central New York.
I found that watching it snow was the most relaxing thing to be and it doesn’t matter if its big fluffy snowflakes that drift down slowly. Or the tiny crystal like one that hit you fast. It all brings me joy. When my son was 5 he had just learned about Jesus and said “Mommy, look at the snow, its like Jesus’ blood you can’t see the icky under it” that was the moment that went from me liking snow to me loving snow! This will always be my favorite memory!
There is one BIG BAD thing (creepy voice again) about my simple pleasure and that is, that it only come but once a year! And with the exception of this past winter it usually doesn’t give us the snow the ladies sing about in the musical: White Christmas.
The Girl Who Couldn't Fit into A Box 
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