My Christmas Came to Me

My reasoning behind writing My Christmas C me To Me is because I strongly believe that the Christmas spirit is a sensation. That should be carried always in everyone’s heart, and mind. That it shouldn’t be treated as just another occasion.

That it’s a special day out of every year. To remind us just how fortunate we are for the things we have. That could be shared with others, and not just those closest to us.

That is all too often is forgotten in our everyday struggles, no matter how disastrous they might be. It’s a day to let all of us to see something wonderful happening all around us. To know that no matter what. We are still a part of, and we should be grateful for whatever part we share in it.

To know that no matter what. We are not forgotten. If it’s only for a single second. For that second could last for an eternity in the hearts and the minds of all to take part in it.

That we all need to remember, fantasize, and believe in the impossible, alone with the past, as well as the present. When it’s in those minute moments that we all live again.

It’s in those movements where life becomes worthwhile living all over again. Where nothing else matters but, keeping what we felt alive. To me, that’s what the Christmas spirit is all about.