If you've lived in Canada since you were young you probably remember falling down to make angels in the snow. I remember rushing out in the morning afrer seeing that fresh layer of powdery snow. Sadly, as i got older, i stopped doing it. I think that we get too wrapped up in our day-to-day responsibilities to pause and reflect on the joy of the season, and to be thankful for what we have. We have to pause to make make our snow angels. When was the last time you made snow angels?