This year in particular, I seem to be thinking more of Christmases Past, when the magic was turned on by a dusting from heaven. It seems more difficult to recapture the magic of the season somehow.
I spent my childhood in Utah and Kansas and Wyoming and Idaho. I grew up knowing firsthand the charms of the snow. I know it comes with headaches, too. But that doesn't prevent me from dreamin' of , well, you know....
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Growing up in Utah, I remember how quiet it would be with the snow on the ground. Just like a blanket of peace and quiet.
Me too!!!
I"m dreaming of a white Christmas too!
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