Snow

I love snow! I love snowboarding! Unfortunately, my birthday is in July. Even here in Vermont there is no snow then. I have always wished for snow on my birthday. Every candle I blow out, I wish for snow. Before my Grandpa died he promised me that it would snow on my 16th birthday. Tomorrow is my birthday and I don’t see any signs of a snowstorm. In fact it’s almost 95 degrees. I know it’s silly but I still hope that it will snow even though the weatherman says it will most likely be 100 tomorrow.

My birthday. Still no snow. Grandma is coming over soon…maybe she has the answer to Grandpa’s promise. Grandma’s here. She hands me a present from Grandpa. I open it up, and there is a snowflake ornament made from paper. I am careful when I hold it. It has a crisp sort of feel and it is yellow from age. There is also a note:
To my little Angel who wished for snow in July. Here it is!
Love,
Grandpa

Now I understand what he meant when he said it would snow on my 16th birthday. It has!!