Some may think it silly, but the holidays still seem magical to me. There's a bit of the little girl in me who expects Santa to slide down the chimney with a bag full of gifts, who expects angels to sing, and who expects everyone to smile and play nice.
Come on, don't stomp on my rose-colored glasses. Try a smile--for the harried clerk in the department store, for the bell-ringer on the sidewalk, for the motorist who took the last parking spot on the block (without the one-finger wave, please!).
OK, do your best and maybe you'll generate a little holiday magic of your own. Wait, I see another parking spot closer to the store where you were going!
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