Magic is alive and well. Not just pretend magic like magicians do in top hats and capes with little magic wands, but real magic!
That mysterious talent for doing just the right thing at the most unbelievable time is surely magic.
How many times has Fall turned into Winter just in time for sledding and just as that is growing old, Spring comes along and lifts me up so I can smell the rain as it wakes up the flowers?
Who could ever guess that something as elusive as love can materialize into a real live baby with ten little toes and ten little fingers?
What are the odds of two people discovering they are twins born to different parents generations apart?
How often has the world handed me a little ball of misery and somehow it has transmuted into something extraordinarily surprising.
Life is magical. Don't ever doubt it.
It is so much what I make it to be. I have to take what it hands me, but how I take it and what I do with it defines me…
Especially in my own mind.
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