I use to love winter. Absolutely thought it was the best time of the year. Every time it snowed there was joy brought to my heart. The way the trees looked while being lightly covered by white fluffy snow just seemed so perfect to me.
That is until I had to start processing the traffic accident claims for a trucking company. Winters are not the friends of truck drivers. Big Eighteen wheelers do not handle in snow well. Even the most experienced of drivers seem to get themselves into a mess every now and again during the winter.
Nowadays, when I think I winter I no longer see the fluffy snow on the pine trees. Oh noÂ… I see white piles of paper that seem to be endless sitting on my desk. I never thought I would be wishing for spring to come so bad in all my life. But here I am in January waiting for the snow to melt and the flowers to bloom.