Snow is magical.
Snow is beautiful.
Snow is wonderful and simply amazing.
Snow makes me believe that anything is possible and that good things can happen.
Snow reminds me that even small steps make a difference, because snowstorms start off with a snowflake, then flurries, and slowly but surely it all adds up.
Snow encourages me to be unique, as no two snow flakes are identical.
Snow is the light that brightens up the dark winter days when the sun rises late and sets early.
Snow is the white sign of purity that I look for when cold days are dreary.
Snow teaches me that if I must fall from the sky, at least I should dance joyfully while I do it, letting the wind carry me to wherever I’m supposed to go.
Snow moves me to be creative, making snowmen, snowballs, and snow angels.
Snow strengthens my resolve to fight obstacles, as each step I take over the mountains of unplowed snow is a challenge.
Snow makes me thankful for moments of sipping hot chocolate under a warm cozy blanket in a nicely heated room.
Snow inspires me to be in awe of Hashem who created precipitation that can bury cars, stop all traffic, and give children a chance to have fun.
Snow gives me something to hope for, something to sing about, something to smile about.