And all through the North, not a creature was stirring, not Wayne, not Garth. The winter had covered half the Nation in snow, making travelers STOP instead of being able to Go. Airports were closed, many flights had been grounded, as restless kids screamed, cried, kicked and pounded. The 2 hour trip to Grandma's seems slow. In fact, I think it started a lifetime ago. This is the time, that one time of year, when families visit with presents and cheer. But winter had other plans: a walloping punch, that took all the fun away like losing your lunch. For anyone out there who actually made it, the memories of hassles have waned and faded. To be with your loved ones in late December, is something you'll cherish and always remember.
If you never quite got there and are stuck in a terminal, I hope you have patience and some good anti-germ-inal. Eventually the storms will blow themselves out, and you'll get to see Grandma, so no need to pout. Next time, to avoid the worst of winter's grip, think of going earlier than a December trip. It'll feel much more like the land of the living, if you stay home for Christmas, and visit Grandma for Thanksgiving!
Everyone stay safe this week, and enjoy your Holidays.
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