I Wish You Magic

In the mind of a writer and an incurable romantic, Christmas is full of wonder and magic. It breathes hope and passion and ignites everything imaginable. It relights memories and highlights tradition. It focuses on true meanings and the real joy of the spirit. No matter how old you are at this time of year you long for ... Magic! Something out of the ordinary that reaffirms something bigger than yourself!

My favorite Christmas read is Paint Me Rainbows by Fern Michaels... and although I don't recall (at the moment) the moments leading up to the end... This I vividly recall. The main character is in church broken hearted from a horrible fight and the guy angry leaves town. She reflects on the year and everything that transpired, trying to separate differences and come to terms with the fallout. It's Christmas Eve, snow is falling. The congregation is singing Angelic hymns. Trying to keep her composure and hold it all together offering up prayers and blessings... She turns around and there is the guy at midnight. He shows up in church looking for her to reclaim and profess his love! Magic... was all around. It is what romance novels are made from. Hope, passion and love, even more so full of magic because it's Christmas time.

I would suppose I have my own version of a Christmas tale. Not all tales at Christmases have quite the same rendition but nonetheless, it is always full of hope and wishful thinking.

When He Had Her

Christmas to Beau was a glorious time of year. She loved entertaining Hank's children and his mom. The unified combination of her kids with his, the house never resounded more laughter. The food amazing. She took days to prepare. She always provided gifts for everyone even when he was low on funds. It didn't matter how much she had to spend. She made it work... it spread and went far. What mattered was they were all together under one roof. Her roof where there was a home full of family. All their family.

Hank always seemed aggravated at the holidays often starting arguments. His behavior selfish and mean... darn right mean. It was hard for Beau to over look but she did her best not to make the situation any more difficult. Yes, money was tight but it did not mean they still could not enjoy the season. He saw no reason at all to go out of his way. Grumpy, crabby and darn right argumentive. 

Her tree old but decorated and colorfully lit and presents below... Beau didn't want much. What really was there to ask for? She had the man she loved and she had the family she always wanted but for some reason, it wasn't enough for Hank to be happy. He couldn't appreciate her efforts. He couldn't or wouldn't go out of his way to make the day special for her. If he could have just come up behind her and wrapped his arms around her and said, " thank you for doing all this for us. thank you for always including my kids and mom. I love you for all that you do for me." Never, not one word of gratitude... came. Nothing!

Dinner was served and gifts were given and the evening went on. By later evening kids had all left, his mom taken home, the youngest retreating to his room. Hank laid on the couch. Beau not saying much, finishing dishes, presents still needed to be wrapped for her youngest. In her mind, she thought maybe just maybe he would find a way in his heart to show her some small token of holiday something... anything.

Christmas morning came and there they were... the youngest having a mound of gifts. Hank having more presents to open... and there she sat watching. Nothing... he had not gotten her one thing, Something as simple as a card would have been something better than nothing. Her heart broken that is what she got... all she longed for was some sort of magic. Something out of his norm, something he could have done outside his typical selfish shell of existence. Year after year, it was always the same.

The day went on and she did everything in her power to hold it all together. Never in her life did she feel so disrespected and under appreciated and not loved by the man that claimed to love her. She had spent every last dime she had on all of them! 

Magic all she longed for was some kind of magic! Christmas was supposed to be about the magic.

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Maybe realistically it is too much to ask but after all, it is the season for joy and hope, love and passion and magic! There is nothing realistic about Christmas to begin with... its glitz and sparkle, bows and presents... gifts and magic! Nothing short of miracles all the way around!

Traditions and food, family and laughter... Glitter and decorated trees...complete with I saw mommy kissing Santa Claus!! (and someone getting quite lucky!)

So from me to you this beautiful magical holiday season, 

I WISH YOU MAGIC!

Meet Me In St. Louis,
Kitryn Marie

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