Holiday Magic: The next year
Last year at this time, I wrote a story that hit the notes of romantic nostalgia , which I titled "Holiday Magic". Many of you liked it and it continues to be a well read post on this blog. This year, I have written the sequel to that story; I hope you like it as much as last year's. 🎄 🎄 🎄 🎄 🎄 🎄 🎄 🎄 🎄 🎄 🎄 🎄 🎄 🎄 🎄 🎄 🎄 🎄 🎄 What if this year for the holidays, she did something quite different. For the past number of years, she had kept herself alone in a house filled with beautiful decorations and wishful thinking. It was good, but this year she felt ready for something different. More active, a bit more bold. Why decorate the house and then wait for him to arrive when she knew damn well that he wouldn’t — because he couldn’t. He was dead. She knew that. Though he lived on in her heart, in her head she knew he was gone forever from this plane of living. So. This year, she would break that habit of looking back and lon...