Narrative Essay On Winter Break

You would think living in the Pacific Northwest, having to succumb to a harsh cold winter snow would be a norm. Well it's not, and unfortunately snow is something of a blessing and more often than not, typically short lived when it does appear. Winter break of 2015 was no exception, I hadn't done anything all break and my parents wanted to go out and do something before everybody was forced to go back to work and school. We had planned to go out sledding with some family friends up on Larch Mountain but nonetheless it hadn't snowed for the past few weeks so the idea of going sledding was beginning to diminish. Leading up to the very last day of break I had, had the mindset that my family and I weren't going to be spending the day out in the
Soon after that, it began to grow dark outside and we reluctantly had to return home. As we headed back, I began to feel drowsy due to pure exhaustion and before I fell asleep I looked up to see my dad smiling at me and my two younger brothers in the rearview mirror, all falling asleep next to each other in the backseat of the car, shoulder to shoulder. Thinking back to those days and that snow trip, it reminded me how close my family and I have remained over the years. Now, I can't exactly fit on one individual sled with my dad but standing there next to him just reminded me how much of a bond we have shared over the years and how much he still loves and protects me. Our surroundings and circumstances may have altered but the memories we share will last forever. For the entire rest of the day my family and I spent it outside in the beautiful snow relishing on the rare occasion. I continuously sipped on my cup of hot chocolate to prevent me from being cold, I smiled to myself just thinking how great a day this was, I got to spend precious time with my family and technically have an extra day of winter