Winter
I absolutely loathe winter, and we are right in the middle of it. But I am grateful for the small moments of beauty it brings. I am grateful for the way fresh snow covers the trees, turning the world into a quiet, white wonderland. I am grateful for the light, fluffy snow that melts on my tongue and the warmth of a cozy fireplace as I sip hot chocolate, cuddled up with my little ones. Last week, I took my kids to the playground, and I am grateful for the joy we found in running through heaps of snow, laughing as we tumbled down to make snow angels. It was actually fun. So, while I absolutely hate winter, I am grateful for its little quirks that make it just a bit more bearable.