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<title>It&amp;#039;s Snowing</title>
<description>&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;This is our first day of snow. It's been snowing all day. Very little on the ground, mind you, but it&amp;rsquo;s been coming down all day. I put Christmas music on. All of a sudden I&amp;rsquo;m in the Christmas spirit. It seems I'm the only one. Everyone around me is either stressed about the holidays, afraid of losing their job or just plain depressed. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;I should be too. I&amp;rsquo;m a freelancer, so I have work part of the time. There are jobs out there for freelance translators and writers, but as in everything else, it is slow at times. But I get to work from home. My daughter is moving back to &lt;st1:country-region w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;Canada&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; during the holidays, we&amp;rsquo;ll be driving so we can bring all her things. I will miss her. But she&amp;rsquo;s been moving back and forth for 7 years now. My husband's job is not secure. They are expecting layoffs sometime in January. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;But it&amp;rsquo;s snowing. It reminds me of when I was younger in &lt;st1:city w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;Montreal&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;. The first snow was always magical. Especially if it snowed at night. I especially loved the muffled sound of my steps on soft snow, lifting my head and sticking out my tongue hoping to catch a snowflake. Then it got really cold the next day and the sound of footsteps was not muted anymore, it was crunchy. My hands froze when I shoveled a path for my car so I could go to work. Ah those were the days! &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Take a little break, look outside at the snow and remember when you were a kid playing and relax. Actually, why don&amp;rsquo;t we just play for a little while? I read this wonderful saying the other day and it&amp;rsquo;s my new mantra: &amp;ldquo;We do not stop playing because we grow old, we grow old because we stop playing.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Have a wonderful and playful holiday season!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Sponsored by EnterTo.com the first REAL &lt;a href=&quot;http://mail.enterto.com/signup.html&quot;&gt;spam free email&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Click Below to discover and share content from anywhere on the web&lt;br /&gt; &lt;script src=&quot;http://digg.com/tools/diggthis.js&quot; type=&quot;text/javascript&quot;&gt;&lt;/script&gt;</description>
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