Snow Angel

It's been snowing all day, little sweetheart. It's in the air and on the ground and began early this morning. It's hard to see very far. It's like a white out.

Anyway, I was on the street en route gathering provisions with three stops in mind. So, donning boots and the beautiful scarf you made for me, I headed down taking the trash to the street, first, and then made my icy way to the produce market.

Was shopping there when I realized I’d lost one of my Summer handkerchiefs  - the ones your mom made for me with your initials on them that I take everywhere with me - when I’d brought the trash to the street. It had been in my hand with my gloves.

I was a bit panicked but tried to calmly finish there and then retrace my steps to go back and look. There was only one register open and quite a long wait. It was almost my turn but the woman in front of me in line dumped out 100 coins from her purse and made the cashier count them as we all waited. Sigh.

After I paid, I hurried back to the corner. When I got to the trash can, I looked all through it and around it and on the curb but couldn’t find it, the treasured Summer hanky. I thought to trace my steps from there all the way back to the stoop but nothing.

Finally, walking back about to give up, I found it unfolded, nearly aloft, white on white on the snowy sidewalk. I had already passed that way twice but not seen it. But here it was awaiting me. Gently scooped up, I secured it safely in one of the grocery bags - rescued, wet, but unharmed.

It is now hanging up with other things - including the beautiful jacket you gave me for Christmas 9 years ago - drying in the kitchen.

Snow angels keep watch! Thank you, my little sweetheart. Love you forever.