I am no longer afraid of winter. Before last week, I had visions of my Texas blood freezing in my veins, of my host family discovering my blue, icicle-covered body, of their efforts to pry me and my frozen kitten from my bed. But as you can see, the snow came, covered everything in white goodness, and I was prompted to say in just about every conversation, "Yerbek chem aprel kaghakum vortegh chat dzyun a galis." Because it's true, I have never lived in a place where it snows a lot…