Let It Snow!

I’m not a winter kind of girl, because I love warm weather, but my idea of a perfect snowy afternoon would be sitting in front of a lovely fireplace surrounded by cats and books. That is how I spent many snowy afternoons while I was growing up, especially on Sundays.

While the roast beef and potatoes for Sunday dinner were baking in the oven, my parents and I would sit in front of our living room fireplace and read and glance up and watch the snow falling outside on the back lawn. My father would read his magazines: Time, U.S. News and World Report (nothing like a little light reading), while my mother would read biographies and I would read my favorite children’s books, usually old-fashioned books I discovered at my parents favorite used bookstore in Morristown, NJ: Understood Betsy, Caddie Woodlawn, Pippi Longstocking (couldn’t avoid her, my mother was Swedish), the Melendy series by Elizabeth Enright, the Amy and Laura books by Marilyn Sachs, and many others.

The cats would be purring on the couch, the wonderful scent of food would fill the air, and all would be peaceful. Sometimes we wouldn’t have roast beef, but would roast steaks in the fireplace, and toast marshmallows in the fireplace for dessert.

I long for those innocent, bygone days sitting in front of the fireplace with my parents. My father is long-gone, and my mother is in a nursing home with Alzheimer’s. Today I live in a cramped two-room apartment, and I long for the day I will live in a home with a fireplace again.

Written for Mama Kat’s Pretty Much World Famous Writer’s Workshop:

Mama’s Losin’ It

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  1. Caddie Woodlawn was one of my favorite books when I was a kid. My parents were big readers too…my mother loved keeping up with best-selling fiction, while my dad was a history buff. We all read together too. Good times.

  2. Oh, you sound like you had a blessed childhood! I can't imagine a better Sunday afternoon than what you just described.

    I do hope you can one day have a home with a fireplace again!