Maintaining a sense of fun and wonder

“Still believe in magic, Faith?” 

She glanced up, and for the first time her smile was completely open, her eyes warm. 

“Yes, of course I do. Especially at Christmastime.”

Home for Christmas

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By Staff Sgt. Timothy Koster [Public domain], 
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“Maintaining a childlike excitement into adulthood is not only fun 
but it also contributes to the ability to enjoy life and be resilient.”

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He rubbed his cheek over her hair, looked out at the colored lights gleaming on the houses below. 

“Did you hear something?” he murmured. 

“Mmm.” She held him close, smiled. “Sleigh bells.”

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“We need carrots and scarves and stuff.” 

“I’ll take care of it.” 

With a grin Clara gulped down chocolate. 

“And hats?” 

“And hats.” 

A snowball hit the kitchen window. Clara was up like a shot. 

“There she is. Gotta go. Come soon, Mom. You make the best.”

Home for Christmas 

Driving Home For Christmas

What ten years hadn’t changed was what was inside.

He was still looking for roots, for his place.

That was why he was heading back to Quiet Valley.

The road still twisted and turned through the woods, up the mountains and down again, as it had when he’d headed in the opposite direction on a Greyhound. Snow covered the ground,smooth here, bumpy there where it was heaped over rocks. In the sunlight, trees shimmered with it. 

Had he missed it?

He’d spent one winter in snow up to his waist in the Andes. He’d spent another sweltering in Africa. The years ran together, but oddly enough, Jason could remember every place he’d spent Christmas over the last ten years, though he’d never celebrated the holiday. The road narrowed and swept into a wide curve. He could see the mountains, covered with pines and dusted with white. 

Yes, he’d missed it.

Home for Christmas

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Driving in my car
I'm driving home for Christmas
Driving home for Christmas
With a thousand memories

I take look at the driver next to me
He's just the same
Just the same