My very first experience of snow is a love and hate kind of feeling. Love. I used to dream of seeing it one day when I was younger and here I am, fulfilling that one day, ticking it out of my bucket list and adding it to my core memory. Well done me! God never ceases to amaze me and He does it so perfectly one way or the other. Hate. But the snow gave me that certain kind of sadness. The kind of sad that takes me back to more than 4000 miles away from here. The kind of sad that makes me miss mama's cooking, papa's pieces of advice, ading's humor and the welcoming warmth of our house. The kind of sad that makes me realize that I am home yet so far away from home. So I am timestamping this moment - January 12, 2017 at 1930 UK time when Ice meets ice. Oh and didn't I tell you that it is so f*cking freezing cold?! 😨❄☃ #douwannabuildasnowman#winterhugot (at Winter Wonderland)
