Last year here in the DC area they were pounded with tons of snow. In fact at right about this time one year ago there were 30 inches of snow on the ground outside of the window that I am looking out right now. At that time I was in Bolivia enjoying our 85 degree sunny weather. As I saw all the pictures of cars and porches and doghouses covered in snow posted by friends I admit that I felt twinges of envy. I love living in Cochabamba. It is my home now, but we have pretty much the same weather year round in the daytime (about the only way you can tell the different seasons is the night time temperatures vary a little more). It gets up into the 80s in the daytime unless it’s rainy season and it’s just a little cooler as long as the clouds last, but the next day it will back into the 80s again. Hot Christmases were one of my biggest adjustments to make in Cochabamba. We get sunburned on Christmas. I know many Northern Virginians got their fill of snow last year and want a year ‘off’ with no blizzards, but I say BRING IT ON!!! Bring on the blizzard. I want snow. Lots of it. Tons of it. I want the kind of storm where we can’t get out of our long winding driveway. The kind where we are snowed in. The kind where we have snowball fights, build snowmen and snow forts and then go inside and drink hot chocolate. I want to enjoy one BIG blizzard during our time in the States. I want it to be a memory I carry back to Bolivia with me. I want to remember the freezing fingers of kids on my back and face. Their red noses so cold that they are numb. I want to remember snow angels and kids dressed up in so many layers they look like ticks about to pop. The weather channel says it is supposed to snow tomorrow, here’s hoping it’s a good one! I’ve got my hot chocolate ready just in case.
I am a Christian who loves my Savior and my life. Since 1984 I am wife to the hottest, best, most wonderful person I know, Joe Holman. We have 11 (yes, eleven) great kiddos. Their names are Seth, Jake, Caleb, Ben, David, Josh, Faith, Hope, Joy, Patience and Mercy. They truly are a gift from God and I can't imagine my life without any of them. In May 2007 my family and I moved to Cochabamba, Bolivia where we serve with Ripe for the Harvest.