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Snow. And The Tooth-fairy.

Okay, so its snowing. Big deal.


When one lives in the far northern end of the world, its kinda expected isn’t it?


So WHY do adults rush around year after year acting like the world is ending just because a bit of white precipitation is falling from the sky?


And children.

Their glee over the snowfall is I guess understandable.


They may not have the life experience to know it comes.


Every year.


At the same time.


And its always looks, smells, feels, and tastes the same.


Well, maybe not the last one. Pollution has been working at refining the delicate taste of the flakes for years.


But truly now!


Do you know how many times in a day I hear, “Ooooh, I hope it only snows at Christmas this year!”


Pul-eeez. If that is what you want, fly south with the geese and only come home at the holidays!





When I wake up in the morning, I don’t say “Ooooh, I hope when I look in the mirror this morning I’ll look like Aishwarya Rai!”




I know what I look like.


I’ve been waking up to this face for a little over 20 long years.


And unless I have plastic surgery or I get punched in the face… its probably not gonna change.


(Somehow getting a knuckle sandwich seems highly more probable than plastic surgery.)


So, what did I write all this to say?


It snows in the winter up north.


Every year. 


I don’t look like Aishwarya Rai. And I never will.


Santa is much more closely related to you than you think. Take a good look at your dad.


The tooth fairy averages to be in her thirties or forties and can often be seen driving minivans full of brats to soccer practice.


Basically? Life is life. Embrace it. Quit trying to change the way things were created to be.


Go make a snowman.


About ReallyDoComeTrue

My name is Toni and I was raised on a farm in the far north of the United States. I love to read and write and I hope to use those hobbies in a greater way in the days to come. One of my passions is using whatever influence I have to make a difference in the world.

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