Call me crazy, but I just love walking outside on quiet winter evenings.
When it’s crisp and dark outside, and the stars are twinkling with an icy blue fire; when it’s so cold your lungs burn and your nose-hairs freeze and your eyes start to sting; I just can’t seem to help myself, I just HAVE to be out in it!
Several times a week, usually after the girls are in bed, you can find me all bundled up in my rabbit fur hat and Korean War-era army coat (inherited from my grandpa), crunching happily through the unplowed snow, my face frozen and my breath rising in steady puffs of smoke. And more often than not, Ryu is also somewhere nearby, accompanying me for a leisurely jaunt to the pond and back.
On this particular night, however, I was far from home — and I was all alone. Continue reading “A Christmas Miracle”