"I believe that imagination is stronger than knowledge.
That myth is more potent than history.
That dreams are more powerful than facts.
That hope always triumphs over experience.
That laughter is the only cure for grief.
And I believe that love is stronger than death."
~ Robert Fulghum

Tuesday, December 6, 2011

My 18 Days of Christmas

One year all Marcia wanted for Christmas was a Black Beauty rocking horse.  You can imagine how excited she was when Black Beauty was under the tree Christmas morning.  Marcia would ride her horse every day. hair whipping around her face from the graceful speed of her trusting horse.  The two were best friends.

I mentioned my dad was Air Force and generally his tour of duty was four years at each base.  The best I remember, moving was always a tedious process as there was a limited tonnage per family that could be moved between destinations.   When it was time to start packing mom, the neat-nick that she was, always seemed to start with the toys.  She would ask each of us, "Do you play with this?"  Literally?  On occasion?  Right now?  If we did not have a death grip on something or if it was too big to pack, mom gave our beloved toys to some of the neighbors.  I know each of us had the same thought, "Why can't they buy their own toys?"

Can you imagine the horror Marcia felt when one day, before moving away, she saw her Black Beauty with no head?

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