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I Believed, Part II

English: Santa Claus with a little girl Espera...

I believed – oh, why did I believe?

He said to me, “I’ll always be there,”

So where is he today?

If ever he’d fly to the moon,

Thoughts of me would never fade.

And as long as there was mail,

I’d receive his news.

Like a child who believes in Santa,

I hung on his every word,

Let those words melt my heart,

Permeate my soul.

I believed – oh, why did I believe?

Why did I believe in him?


July 20, 2013 Posted by | Poetry | , , | Leave a comment


The year 2012 proved an interesting eye-opener for me. Like most, I suppose, there lurked ups and downs, highs and lows, surprises, shocks, heartaches, disappointments, hopes, wishes, and joys, all in no particular order.

In 2012, I learned invaluable lessons, most of which I already knew or heard about anyway: It’s unfortunate that sometimes we can’t trust people we don’t really know; people are people, and there’s no one else more important than yourself; learn to love you; people who are in your life are there for a reason, and those who choose to leave weren’t meant to stay anyway; do the things that make you happy; continue to learn and grow; seek God’s purpose for your life; it’s not about how long you’ve been on the planet but about what you did while you were here; age is truly just a number (at my age, I feel like I’m just beginning to live). And in the words of one of my sons, “You only get one shot at this life.”

Holiday Reflections

English: A bauble on a Christmas tree.

The holidays are always a blessing to see, as my favorites come at the end of the year – Thanksgiving and Christmas. Every chance I got, I stared at the Christmas tree, basked in the delicious feeling that warmed my heart as I sat at the table, faced the tree with a mug of hot chocolate. Right now I’m thinking that Christmas should come more than once a year, as then is when some people truly learn the spirit of giving – learn that it’s better to give than receive.

There’s nothing quite like Christmas when you’re a child; it’s exciting and thrilling. I remember how depressed I felt to discover that there really was no Santa Claus, how guilty I felt when one of my sons exclaimed that he had seen Santa and his sleigh; not to mention his question, “If there’s a Santa Claus, then why can’t you get what you want for Christmas, not what your parents can afford?”

What a joy to experience Christmas through the eyes of my grand-daughter, now over two and a half months old! She loved the Christmas tree, almost as much as I did, I think; she enjoyed seeing colorful, twinkling lights, pulled at decorative ornaments, and her face beamed when we drove through neighborhoods to let her view Christmas scenery. I couldn’t help but smile when Continue reading

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