posted on Dec, 26 2011 @ 01:36 PM
I read the other thread about Santa recently and I was somewhat swayed by its opinion. But then I now think back to my childhood.
What would be a normal morning, in which I would be sleepy and reluctant to get up and go to school, I was wide awake, sometimes really early. I lay
in bed or pace in my room in eager anticipation. When I get to the living room, I would see the presents under the Christmas tree, piles of gifts laid
out. The brisk and wonderful smell of pine is in the air, as the flashing and twinkling Christmas lights brighten both the night and the day. And that
moment of joy, when opening the last present handed to me, the thing I wished for most is behind the festively colored paper!
I completely forgot this feeling, this Christmas in the air. The magic! Yes I remember it, it's a morning like none other, and the morning I
would look forward to the entire year! Oh, what I would give to experience that again!