I've been searchin' for the daughter of the devil himself, I've been searchin' for an angel in white
Let me just say that...I love the Eagles.
So what do you do when someone you've loved for years suddenly changes, and you can feel them slowly but surely drifting away? Do you stand back and watch it happen, because people change...or do you do something about it because you love them too much to lose them?
I've forgotten how much I love winter. It's taken a while to notice it because it's been so warm, but the crisp air reminds me of every year how I pray for a white Christmas. I love snow. I love cold weather. I love warm scarfs and hot chocolate, I love crackling fires and soft coats, I love the smell of cinnamon and pine from the Christmas tree, I love seeing the houses decorated with lights, wreaths, bows, and ribbons...but most of all, I love how everyone gets into the Christmas spirit. And I get chuckles out of the pathetic way Mom and Dad try to sneak the packages from all the stores they shop at for presents into the house without anyone seeing, but I love them for trying.
Ever wonder how cool it would be if there really was a Santa Claus?
I wish Mom hadn't told me.
Do you believe in magic?
So what do you do when someone you've loved for years suddenly changes, and you can feel them slowly but surely drifting away? Do you stand back and watch it happen, because people change...or do you do something about it because you love them too much to lose them?
I've forgotten how much I love winter. It's taken a while to notice it because it's been so warm, but the crisp air reminds me of every year how I pray for a white Christmas. I love snow. I love cold weather. I love warm scarfs and hot chocolate, I love crackling fires and soft coats, I love the smell of cinnamon and pine from the Christmas tree, I love seeing the houses decorated with lights, wreaths, bows, and ribbons...but most of all, I love how everyone gets into the Christmas spirit. And I get chuckles out of the pathetic way Mom and Dad try to sneak the packages from all the stores they shop at for presents into the house without anyone seeing, but I love them for trying.
Ever wonder how cool it would be if there really was a Santa Claus?
I wish Mom hadn't told me.
Do you believe in magic?