Journal: 12/05/05

Yesterday I had a beautiful but sometimes scary drive up through the countryside to see Jess, Jaimie, and Noah. I left my apartment around 6:00 am in a light snowfall. I found the scenes lovely as I drove along the dark streets – Christmas lights twinkling on trees as snowflakes fluttered down around them, streetlights glowing and revealing the whitened landscape, car lights coming along in the wintry darkness. I found myself thinking that this could be one of the most beautiful drives I’ve ever taken. Soon, however, I began to realize that the drive was also going to be just a bit scary. The snow was heavier than I had realized, and before long I found myself tightening my grip on the wheel as I drove along the freezing streets. Often I could see a string of cars ahead of me, slowly making their way through the storm. It was all worth it, however, when I arrived at my destination, the little house in the woods of Brooklyn, CT. Noah greeted me with his shy smile and a hug, and soon we were comfortably playing with his fire truck and wooden train. We even went outside and frolicked around for a bit. Noah’s cheeks turned a soft red as we enjoyed ourselves in the softly falling snow. This, I thought, was much more fun than driving on perilous snowy roads.