The First Snow

Today we had our first big snow. It snowed very lightly for about 5 minutes yesterday but today it really snowed. It started out light and got heavier and thicker and more fluffy. I don't really know why I am writing about this or why it is at all significant but for some reason it has some how touched me. I am not a winter person and i usually cry or get really sad at the sight of the first snow. yesterday I did. It was almost in a mood of discust; which is usually how I find myself feeling about it. But, this time it was different. I can't really understand how I feel towards it. I feel emotional but yet I'm not sure if it's a sadness or a holiness or somewhere in between and now, looking back, maybe this is how I've always felt towards snow. Maybe its not a "discustment" towards it as much as a feeling that I just am unable to understand so I dissociate myself from it. I wish I could somehow explain this but for some reason I am unable to communicate in human words what it is I feel towards snow. It's almost as if it's calling something out of me; as if it some how is God's reverence coming down upon me. it almost feels freeing but in a way that is beyond words or actions... wow! i never thought I would say something quite like this