The world where lost pieces are much bigger and far, far more fragile than those little plastic ones now lost at the bottom of a toy bin.
I felt certain I’d have done anything to make time move faster.
There’s nothing I wouldn’t give to slow time down, now.
Santa Claus is coming to town was always the last song we sang at my elementary school Christmas concerts. Girls dressed in their best dresses and little boys in shirts and ties, we excitedly sang our hearts out waiting to see my cousin Merrill come around the corner dressed as Old Saint Nick. Ringing his… Continue reading Santa Claus is coming…