Driving in today, during the first snow of any substance here in Chicago, I really had an “ah ha” moment as I watched the wind blow the flakes over the river with the cities buildings as a backdrop.
I know this is going to sound lame, because that is exactly the reaction I had when the thought came into mind this morning, but I realized just how life and snow are alike.
A snowflake is delicate, unique, and beautiful. From the second of its birth, said snowflake has a limited amount of time, predetermined to return to its original form. The influences of other elements, such as the wind, provide a reminder that the snowflake has no control of the final destination; it’s simply along for the ride. The flake can act in concert with others to become a drift or make a valiant stand on its own against the world, and either can make a significant impact.
Snow comes, sometimes unexpectedly, and can leave just as quickly. The same can be said for the life…
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