Ava and I are wintering in Pittsburgh for the past two weeks while she gets some intensive therapy and learns pain coping skills. It’s not the place you’d necessarily choose to winter. Today we woke up to 1 degrees and a negative windchill. You in Austin probably woke up to upper 30s and 40s.
What has been magical is watching her reaction to snow. She’s in love with it. She’s chasing it. Whenever we leave the hospital, she finds it — even if it’s days-old disgusting snow — and makes a snowball. Her life goal right now is to build a snowman.
Everyone here is sick of the snow and they are getting a kick out of Ava’s enthusiasm. Yesterday it was one of those magical snowfalls that just look amazing — big fluffy flakes swirling in every direction. She also noticed how amazingly tall the trees are here as she watched the snow.
Yesterday afternoon as I came back from lunch, I saw her and her occupational therapist in the hospital entrance with a bucket of snow. They were making miniature snowmen — a great start to accomplishing her goal.
It’s reminded me how important it is for kids to see different parts of the world, different climates, to experience different ways of lives.
So Ava, for this winter, I’ve given you the gift of snow and tall trees.