[blockquote source=”Rebecca Nichols Alonzo”]Layer upon layer of soft-packed snowflakes settled in near silence, forming a quilt of feathery ice crystals.[/blockquote]

I love when snow falls in powdered flakes, sifting gently towards the earth and holding softness as it’s only purpose.

And, though no two are ever quite the same – they are brilliantly united in shared destination. Each, with the unique opportunity of choosing the very best way of getting there.

It’s this dissonance that forms their bridge – between the chasms of separate, and the sanctity of inter-connectedness.

Perhaps, that’s why I am so very drawn to them…at once, a curiosity…soon giving way to a much needed reminder…

That, though we humans are vastly different in our construct and form – we are still bound by the very same, undeniable sense of purpose…

In the end, separated only by our journey.

My dears, have you ever stopped to wonder why? That the truest joy is found in those much simpler things?

Such as, two little snowflakes forming gently against the window pane…always different, yet still very much the same…

And sharing this most important lesson…

That sometimes, it’s the journey that is our only purpose.