Such a cold wintery day. Even in the early afternoon the light snow we had last night was still hanging on.

Some of my steps were on firm, frozen ground. Some landed softly on the remnant of fluffy snow. In a few places I struggled to find my footing as the mud slid away from my weight.

As the year begins with what is the road set before me, I wonder… How much purpose will I give each step? How many of my days will be routine? Will I recognize the impact my life will have on those I love?