Christmas

The years have added up and time has moved on; the boyhood days of Santa have ended but the spell that filled my soul as a child still lives and the love I have for Christmas still flows. The smells, mom’s cooking, dad’s tree standing tall in the living room, time brought that to a close but the memories do not leave and the joys once experienced still linger in my heart.

I love to watch people shopping, just stand by and hear the voices of excited children, parents trying to decide what will make Christmas best, husbands seeking advice and suggestions from clerks and a small child asking if he has enough money to buy the gift he has chosen for mom, all of these become pages in and old man’s book, pages he is slow to turn, pages he wishes to read and relieve just one more time. I love Christmas.

May the joy of this season infect you, may it bring tears, laughter, and love to your heart and may all who share it with you know that they are the building blocks which hinges the memories to your soul. Enjoy the event, write it in your heart and remember it forever.

Ivan

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Published in: on December 20, 2015 at 9:17 pm  Leave a Comment  

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