yet, but Laci was already looking forward to the thought of
winter and the hope of falling snow. Her love of the rain, even
in frozen form, hadn’t wavered. She loved the snow; watching it
fall to the ground with grace and elegance and marveled at the
thick blanket of white; so quiet that it absorbed even the
smallest of sounds or the loudest of thoughts. After her breast
cancer, a miscarriage, and almost losing Hannah, her new
sister-in-law, Laci’s faith had been tested over, and over again.
Through it all, she and Mitch had weathered every storm
together. It made them stronger in many ways, and although
hard to imagine, even more in love than the day they married.
Laci couldn’t imagine her life without him by her side. He was
the love of her life and her best friend, the one that carried her
when she couldn’t carry herself. He reminded her, daily, that
God brought them together, and together they would face life
head-on, loving and laughing all the way; even through the blizzard
that was headed directly toward them.