Warm Winter?

I am in the process of making my bulletin board for my building. It's about snowmen. Little happy snowmen with their carrot noses, coal buttons and top hats. Delightful. But one of my friends, who shall remain nameless - fine, I won't use last names, Talia S. - said we're not going to have snow. We're going to have a "warm winter." I won't have it, I simply won't have it. I need the snow, the beautiful white to cover the grass, to blanket the lawn. It's my favorite of all the seasons, sitting next to an orange fire with a mug of hot chocolate with a few iceberg marshmallows skimming the surface. I haven't sat next to a fireplace, mesmorized by the flames in quite some time. I resolve to do so this season. I do so hope to have snow. I want to go sledding and sit by my window to watch the flakes float to the ground on Christmas Eve. Who wouldn't want that? Last year I spent Christmas with my family and then drove to Florida to visit my aunt. I was blessed with more family than ever and both poles of seasons - winter and summer all in a week. Delightful. I won't be going there this year, but I can still reminisce, can't I? I wonder what this Christmas will be like, but I think I will drink it in more than ever before. I don't know when I'll have my family together like this again. Who ever really knows.