I had gotten so hungry for some "real" winter. Caribbean Christmas lights flashing at night as we drove by in our air-conditioned car just didn't feel right. And somehow muggy, rainy afternoons listening to Christmas carols near our decorated houseplant couldn't compare to the afternoons in PA we'd spent in sweaters or blankets next to the fresh-cut tree. We were doing our advent each night, and our church had a great Christmas service the week before we left, but I was really excited for the cold!
So when we got to Pennsylvania again, it was amazing! I prayed for snow, and we got some three different times. We only took pictures this first time, when there was barely enough snow to cover the grass, but the next two times were actually deep enough for sledding (the fact that it was not deep enough to sled on Christmas day, as you can see, did not stop us).
We had a great time with our family and friends, it was a blessing to see everyone and to have some relaxing weeks to get a break from school. But, I must confess, it was dark and bleary much of the time, and the wind was sharp and not too enjoyable. By the time we got back to our warm Caribbean D.R., and were unloading from the plane in 80 degree weather, I must confess I said, "Wow, it's good to be home!"