Dear missing the mom gene,
Your recent letter desiring to end our relationship has taken me by surprise. I can’t BELIEVE that you have cheated on me with Sunny Florida while I have remained steady and ever so faithful to you. I know I can be sullen and dark and leave you bone chilled with my presence. And, yes, we have had some stormy times lately, but those dark days will soon pass.
Please don’t forget the many days of magic we have shared. The wonder of the falling snowflake, the majesty of snow covered mountains. Snow angels. Sledding. Santa Claus. New Year’s celebrations. And the wonderful world of skiing (although you have resisted my encouragement to explore my Black Diamond slopes.)
What would your summers be without my winters? Your Sunny Florida cannot give you our Tender Spring and its first Robin’s call. Your Sunny Florida does not celebrate the beauty and wonder of each passing season that I share with you. Seasons that are as much a part of you as night is to day.
I defy you to show me one bit of Sunny Florida you would call majestic! The ocean – sure, it’s pretty but not majestic. Not like in Maine or Oregon – and there you can have me too!
Do not be fooled by Sunny Florida. He has a dark side that you have not yet seen. Alligators, swamps, mosquitoes, and hurricanes will show themselves once Sunny Florida believes he has won you over.
When you come to your senses, I’ll be here, waiting. For God's sake, your were born in Iowa! We were meant to be TOGETHER!
Love always,
Stormy Winter
