The magic memories of Christmas that most of us treasure are unique to each of us.
Yet, sometimes clarity comes only upon reflection.
We were so caught up with the tugs and pulls of the season that we missed the truly priceless people and moments.
We were blind to the love healing us and holding us tight in the arms, words, and actions of those we too often took for granted.
Still, we were innocent enough to see fairies dancing upon frosted lake surfaces, to taste the falling snow, and to laughingly make snow-angels.
As adults the world is too much with us.
Yet, The Great Mystery has given us one month out of 12 to see the world as the child we once were, the child we can once again be if only we put down the hates and anguish that only harm us anyway.
If the white, green, red, and blue lights don’t twinkle with their normal festive happiness and instead glower like warning beacons, it is the mind that views them that has changed.
The magic is still there, waiting for the child you once were to believe in it again.
By years of hurt and anger, you have closed the door to it.
But each time you smile to a hurried face that seems lost in life, each time you back up to allow a weary older person in line ahead of you,
each time you pause to look at the snow-layered buildings as the child you once were would see them --
you open the door to that Christmas Magic a little wider.
Every day you live can be magical if you work at it. The path of least resistence is to live in world leeched of its color and vitality by anger and hate.
Choose to find the laughter and beauty as you live each hour. Each laugh, each act of compassion is a brushstroke that adds the color of magic back to your life.
It has everything to do with a little girl’s smile and a mom who buys real candy canes for their tree so she can hear her little girl giggle as they decorate it together.
Give a smile or a laugh to someone. The present you will receive will be ... magical.
The gifts we give that matter most are the ones that cannot be bought or sold.
The love we share and the memories we leave behind, are the greatest gifts we can give. They are the only gifts that last a lifetime.