Our prompt of “Snowflake” today made me think of catching snowflakes on my tongue when I was a kid. Here by proxy we have this blue jay doing the same. I’m still not sure exactly why this was so much fun, but it was, and felt magical in some way. That’s often how amazing things work as a child. It doesn’t take much to find all of the wonder and excitement in the world. These days, of course, the snow that falls is continually less edible so other more adult concerns arise. When I was a kid, all snow was considered edible, except the yellow variety created by dogs, of course. And my mom used to make snow ice cream, which is still one of my favorite memories of this time of year. Though the flavor was basically that of vanilla ice cream, the fact that it was made from snow made it seem like it was one of the first gifts from Santa. It was something an elf might eat, so it made it that much more incredible. Everything from the texture to the taste is emblazoned in my memory and that’s always a good sign that something was truly awesome. Even today, if it’s snowing outside, I find myself titling my head upwards to perhaps catch one of those magical snowflakes on my tongue.
As a nearly 50 year old man, I do get questionable looks when I do this, but I simply look back innocently at those people questioning me. Can they really not remember? Has so much time passed that something once full of magic is now simply a ridiculous bit of folly? I can’t imagine these questioning people haven’t experienced this at least once in life. So I have to stop and wonder where all of the wonder has gone. Of course, my friends will simply join in, as we tend to make friends with those who understand us the most. And while that’s all well and good, the little kid in me wants those other people to play along as well. I smile at them and wave and then say, “you really gotta try this!” Sometimes, I can crack that adult veneer and get a little smile and other times I can get a complete stranger to stick out their tongue as the snow falls down and join me. Yeah, sometimes a woman might quickly walk away clutching her purse, but most of the time I can get people to remember. I know it’s not my duty in any way, or maybe it’s just all that elf food I ate as a child, but I simply don’t want anyone to miss out on a chance to have a little extra joy.
I’ve learned that there are indeed people who have well and truly grown up. They don’t relate to that wonderful little person they once were and no longer feel those strange impulses that can cause one to act a bit silly. They are all the people I’ve met along my journey in life who I’ve never been able to remind. And, I remember these people clearly and often wonder what they’re doing today. Like the little elf I am, I also feel a sense of regret. I wish I could have broken through and reminded them of those simple joys they once understood. Life can get stressful, complex and sometimes it’s just not fun at all. But, no matter what happens, it can never actually change us. That littlest self is always inside ready to come play when summoned. So, as my favorite holiday gets ever closer, I’m letting that little kid play all he wants. I still remember the magic. I don’t think I can ever forget what those moments once felt like. And I choose to keep that youthful joy in my life at all times. And I have to admit, it’s gotten me through some really tough times that Little Charlie would have never even understood. That’s why you’ll always find me finding a way to appreciate the cold of winter as I take a moment once more to enjoy the magic of catching snowflakes.
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