There’s a lot I will miss about life in the States, but in an effort to not depress myself, I thought I’d make a list of what I won’t miss. Like this:
That’s me, freezing this past winter with my son, who is hiding behind his snowman. While my kids will miss making snowmen and sledding, I will not miss shoveling snow, driving in snow, or shivering in temperatures well below freezing. I will miss the first snowfall of the year–there’s something very relaxing about snuggling up under a blanket on the sofa next to the fire, drinking hot chocolate and reading a book. And yes, it does snow in England on occasion, so I suspect I’m not leaving snowfall behind entirely. But I’m very happy to leave behind foot upon foot of snow for months on end.
Nor will I miss the winter-into-spring transition here in Cleveland, for snow turns into rain, and more rain, and then more rain, and suddenly it’s HOT. There are few nice days good for jeans and t-shirts here; it seems we go from cold to hot with little seasonal transition. And after waiting for six months for my spring bulbs to bloom, only to have them fizzle out, I’m looking forward to a proper English spring of flowering bulbs and trees everywhere.