For years I believed that winter was one of my favorite seasons. I love the holidays, the comfort foods, warm sweaters, hot beverages and everything that is associated with these colder months of the year. I especially enjoy the snow days, but what teacher doesn't love a good snow day...or two...or three? Yet, what I've come to realize is that I'm really not as "in love" with winter as I once believed. I'm "in love" with the things of winter, but not the season itself. I actually hate being cold! I can't stand the dreariness of the long, dark days. I long for the warmth of the sun, and the days where I can just leave the house without bundling up like Ralphie's little brother in "A Christmas Story." What I also realized is that I don't like the winters of life; the times where everything is going wrong and nothing turns out as planned. Nope...I can't stand these either, but I know that they are a n