Eeyore Cometh

I awoke to snow this morning. This is the first time in my life that I have not reacted to the first snow with pure giddiness. I love snow... or did. This morning, I felt something harden in my chest and felt a lump in my throat, and it wasn't merely due to having too many holidays cocktails last evening...

The past two winters have been spirit-busters. There's the smallest part of me that feels this will be the one that does me in. When I walked outside the other day and smelled snow in the air, a scent that usually made me smile, I didn't smell snow... I smelled depression.