My grandson will enjoy his first Christmas this year. It is all so new to him, and he is a wonder to watch. It's funny when you are only one, or three, or ten; Christmas is magic, pure magic. As we age it is replaced with obligations, bills, and family issues. Where does the magic go? Oh I'm sure that it is still there buried deep within our hearts, all the wonder, love, joy, and hope that is Christmas. I have vowed to look for this within my own heart this year, my new grandson has shown me the way. Funny although he is only a year old there are somethings that he is teaching me, what a precious child he is.
Too Bad We Cannot All Remember Our First
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