But while I watch the wildly vivid fireworks off of my rooftop apartment complex I’m realizing how much firework displays have changed through my life time.
After what we thought was the longest night of our lives my brother and I thought that Santa has surely come, and ever so quietly we got out of our sleeping bags and began the long, slow, quiet trip down our stairs.
The point; this is a memory that will be with me forever, and it has a been a gift of a life time. I still believe in Santa to this very day; I really do.
I ask you to join me in my pledge to taking back Christmas from the Hollywood version that we all try to live up to.
Don’t start the year with a huge resolution list. You don’t need that stress. Give yourself a hug, your family a hug, and enjoy a wonderful brunch with the people you love the very most, and call it good.