The Christmas Time
|Sneak peek at my little tree|
Oh, my favorite time of the year! LOVE IT, LOVE IT, LOVE IT! Everything changes! Food tastes better. The air smells of snow. I even see hope in people who are known as born pessimists. Actually, no matter what your religion is, or do you even believe in God, there is that light in the air, the sense of profound need to hope.
|Wait for it...|
This time of the year is meant for dreaming, for thankfulness, for words: I love you, and a true wish for better tomorrow. Not just for one person, but for everyone. As a child I used to pray for early snow, to see Santa Clause at least once (I could never catch him red handed!), that my family stays healthy and safe, and... For love. I always prayed for love. My wishes haven't changed (Santa is a sneaky little guy, I still can't catch him of guard), but I definitely have changed.
I am thankful for every single day on Earth, for my loved ones, whether they are near or far, for chances, for hope and forgiveness.
|My little tree!|
I wish you all love and peace.
(If somebody catches Santa, I have a message for him - drive your slay with one eye open!) :-)
HO HO HO....