Author: Iris Chen

Those first snowflakes didn’t feel like anything impossible. Just a bit of an adjustment to a dusty photograph, like teeth whitening. During the night, the snow muffled my nightmares, sang with my hopes of more snow, and danced to the ground. Overnight though, everything changed. Waking up that day, I remember feeling weird. Too much silence. Usually, there might be a sound of a car driving by, yet today was different. Remembering the soft snowflakes drifting down last evening, I excitedly climbed out of my bed wishing for as much snow as possible, I LOVED snow. Little did I know that this would negatively impact millions of people and teach us a very important lesson.