Grown Up Snow Days

Snow days are some of my best memories as a child. We would get tons of snow, school would close, and we would build snow forts. And then we would sit inside our snow forts and drink hot chocolate.

They’re calling the last 24-36 hours in Toronto, The Blizzard of ’26, and it was impressive, with 8”-14” of snow. Business was disrupted, flights were cancelled, and schools were closed. I was there for work and part of the weather mess.

But I felt the magic of the snow day. It was a shared experience. We anticipated it together. We showed up together, and we pivoted our plans. We traded stories about not only this storm, but others we had lived through as well. We patted ourselves on the backs for being hearty northerners (my friends from Canada and me from Michigan).

It’s the shift in perspective that occurs when everything stops or the plans change and you have to regroup. And it’s the power of common experiences when we all share together in something that’s unusual, memorable, and bonding.

Big thanks to my incredible friends and colleagues in Canada. And thanks to Tarun who drove me home safely when my flight was cancelled. It was treacherous, but we made it.

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