I think one of the first times I was aware of something shitting on something I Loved simply for the sake of knocking down something someone else was enjoying was in the case of snow. I Love snow. I adore snow. But growing up I was very aware that others did not share my feeling. And as we grew up others often felt the need, during the steadily decreasing couple of days every year that we received the glorious fluffy sky blanket, to express their hatred of my beloved precipitation.
Here’s something that comes with plenty of warning, tends to depart quickly, and MAYBE pops in once a year – and yet people feel the need to be viscerally hateful of it.
Well. I Love it. I Love snow. I’m not apologizing and I’m not going to be a grown up about it. All y’all get the some 360 other something dates of the year in which Maryland remains resolutely snow-free. Y’all can have the years in which no snow even graces our skies at ALL. Let me have my snow!
