Firey Snow

Last night a girl sat staring out on the untouched, white earth outside her window, and she marveled at its beauty. How can bad happen when the world is so quiet, when the land is so white? Despite this beauty bad does happen, the white snow is blanketed with ash, turned to slush under the feet of a frantic family as they watch their past literally burn up leaving nothing but smoke. The darkness is consumed, the smoke fills their lungs and it is wonder how anyone could not be overcome by it. A families memories: gone. Their grocery list:gone. In one night their past and present disappears engulfed by flame. Yet regardless, somewhere, not far there is a girl sitting in her home, with her past and present safely embracing her as she stares out the window marveling at the pure white snow. They are miles different, the girl and the family. It would seem like nothing but roads connect them but there is something else. The future.
Despite hardships and success, happiness and sorrow, there is always the future, and there is no telling what it may bring.