As I was driving home I had yet another conversation with God. We do a lot of talking while I'm driving the car.
Since my state my mind was pretty pitiful I asked Him to give me a sign, any sign, that I was going to be a mother. The last time I asked I saw a beautiful rainbow on my way home from yoga class.
Do you know what I saw this morning?
Beautiful, billowy snow.
Since I am a winter baby that was born during a blizzard, I love snow. Actually, I love winter and all that comes with it (I don't ever have to shovel, so of course I don't mind it!).
When Mr. JB opened the front door to get the newspaper he called out to me, "You got your present!"
I was a bit confused since he had already given me my birthday gift (a couple more charms for my P.andora bracelet, one of which is a snowman). So I called down to ask him what he meant.
When I looked outside I saw it all falling.
We have had an abnormally mild winter, as far as snow goes. We had a bit in December, but it's been so mild that it almost looks like spring.
I started to laugh and I told Mr. JB about my lament in the car.
It snowed almost all the way to work and as soon as I arrived in my school's driveway it stopped and now it is beautifully sunny outside.
So I think that the big guy gave me quite a sign! It's all going to be okay.
There you go 35, I'm coming to get you and I'm not going to let you scare me anymore!
p.s. Can you please say a little prayer for my mother-in-law? Today is her 20th death anniversary and it's been a particularly difficult milestone for Mr. JB.