Christmas wishes when I was a child...I wish I could remember all the different ones I dreamt about. Thoughts of Santa who would be coming to my house. Would I hear the reindeer on the roof? Those pretty prancing reindeer with the jingling bells on their harness, would I wake up to see them? How would Santa slide down our chimney? Did he get smaller on the way down? How did he go back up? He was magical, that could be the only way he could do all that he did in just one night.
Looking out the living room window, searching the sky to see if I could spot Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer. Our news channel would say where Santa was in the sky. As he would get closer to our town my mother would tell me it was time for bed. Santa wouldn't come till I was sound asleep. Off I would run to my bed. I would hurry to fall asleep so that I wouldn't jinx him coming.
Here's wishing that Santa makes some of your wishes come true. Mine this year would be peace on earth. How timeless that wish is...still.
Merry Christmas to all!
