Larry Vaughn with Mentora Vaughn Gratrix
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Frozaphobia?

Winter’s a good time to sit close and cuddle. But put me in summer and I’ll be a… happy snowman!
— Olaf

If you’re a parent, grandparent, aunt, or uncle (and you don’t have your head buried in the sand), then you, like me, may be suffering from Frozaphobia. It doesn’t help that this has been the longest winter in my life! No, I am not exaggerating; after all, it snowed last week. Yes, I realize I should be thankful for the beautiful snow; but it’s hard, especially since I was born in Miami, moved “north” to Myrtle Beach when I was thirteen, and then moved further “north” to Greenville, South Carolina. Then I got married and moved to South Bend (Really? It should be North Bend!), Indiana; and this winter has been like living in Arendelle after Elsa created a seemingly eternal winter with her frozen power.

So, while I can relate to Olaf and his excitement of summer (even though he’s ignorant of what summer means to a snowman, poor fellow!), I can’t relate to Elsa and her frozen world (seriously, only a Disney character can truly sing, “The cold never bothered me anyway.”) Most importantly, I can relate to adults who feel like they can’t get away from the movie Frozen.

The problem is that Frozen seems to be everywhere—it has affected my newsfeed on facebook, my oldest daughter wears an Elsa dress almost daily and sings “Let It Go” to the top of her lungs, and my youngest daughter wears pink garden gloves every chance she gets because she is afraid she is causing the endless cold and snow that we are still experiencing this spring. The worst part of this phobia is that it is affecting my sleep! I hear the echo of Idina Menzel singing “Let It Go” in the middle of the night at least three-to-four nights a week, and the most difficult part is the fact that it is impossible to do what the song is telling me to do…I can’t let it go!

However, dealing with Frozaphobia has been worth it because . . . Frozen has helped my girls to appreciate their love for each other more. My girls came away with the desire to be more caring and giving towards each other. My goal as a parent is to raise my girls in such a way that they will grow up to be adults who are caring and compassionate, who use their God-given gifts to help others, and to learn to be selfless and that the greatest gift is to give your life or a part of yourself to another.

This is a beautiful rendition of Frozen with the song, “Life’s Too Short.”

So, my girls ask me almost daily, “Do you want to build a snowman?” I must admit, a sandcastle sounds perfect to me!

What’s your Frozen story?

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2 Responses

  1. Tracey says:

    This is a precious outlook on Frozen, Mentora! During this cold winter in Virginia, I kept saying to myself, “Well, at least I’m not in Indiana.” (Although being close to my dearest friend would be wonderful.) I refuse to buy the soundtrack to Frozen for the very reasons you mention. But the boy I tutor has certainly given me an earful of the lyrics! I just giggle as he sings off key at the top of his lungs. I do know he needs the positive message of sibling love. Who doesn’t?

    • Mentora Vaughn Gratrix says:

      Thanks, Tracey! I wish you lived in Indiana too. I doubt either of us would notice the cold as much if we could sit and chat on a regular basis while drinking lots of coffee and sitting by the fire to stay warm. 🙂 I love how the boy you tutor sings to you. I agree we all need to be reminded to love more.

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