We arrive in a white winter wonderland – Wisconsin, USA
We have been invited to spend Christmas with a friend I have known for over 28 years. We first met when I did Youth With A Mission in Oregon, USA. I was only 21 years then. I returned a few years later to be their bridesmaid. We, however, lost contact along the way. They now have kids, who have grown up so fast. On my side, I have one child who is currently seven years old.
The family has picked us from a Milwaukee and driven us to their home which is a few hours away. I feel so much at home. I am pleased that we stopped for a visit this Christmas. I loved the Christmas lights I could see on my way to meet them.
When I woke up the next day, I was amazed at the white winter wonderland that I saw straight through my bedroom window.
Do not laugh, but we have the tiniest of hot water bottles purchased at Big W back home, and it is now my toe’s new best friend. I love that the sun is shining and the snow has created a long beautiful stretch of white carpet outside.
My friends decides that we need a hike. So she drives us up to Rib Mountain. I had asked if I needed waterproof pants, and she had said no. Let me tell you, we didn’t just hike to the top of the observation tower. No, we went on a real mountain hike – following the markers.
The hike lasts for a while and I have to admit that I love it until the moment when my boots start leaking at the seams. They are not waterproof and I never prepared for this.
You can just see my son below. My toes begin to burn and ache. The pain is so bad.
My son falls down, and as I try to pick him up, he pulls me in. We eat snow and play. I stomp back to the van trying to get the blood moving in my feet.
We head into town for hot chocolate and there is a fireplace. I only get a little blister on my big toes – they think I am wimpy!
Next day we get to explore the gorgeous shops. We visit Evolutions – it is simply amazing. We then go to a lovely store named Hazel Home. The lovely owner Bill gives me a wooden nutcracker decoration. He is on Third Street in Wisconsin – it is a great store with an arty feel to it. I feel the Christmas spirit. It is now Christmas Eve. It feels fantastic – it is so pretty, and I can feel the memory bank filling!
We head back to my friend’s home. My son has always wanted to snow shovel and plough. He has a great time, and gets the hang of it. It is nice to see him bond with a male – too few have crossed his path til now.
They head out to learn how to use the snow blower. I watch from the window with pride.
He is taught the levers etc, and off he goes. I watch him go up and down the driveway – he is loving it.
And so is the dog.
He does quit before the job is finished. He is covered in snow. He has a cracked lip from the cold. But he has achieved so much. It is the first time I have seen him freezing. Up til now, he seems to have been immune to the cold. The fights have been on to make him even wear his jacket. Tonight he is thankful for a hot shower and a warm home.
We love to explore; to experience the new; to never give up, to live life to the fullest; to meet new people; to give when people least expect it...To do Random Acts of Kindness, as we see and learn, while we travel the world.