When I was a little girl, I was asked what I wanted to be when I grew up. The answer to that question was a "Holiday". Holidays were the most wonderful days of my childhood. The memories are etched into my soul. Those precious memories are part of who I am. They lift me when life's troubles come my way.
So why would I choose to be a holiday? Well, because its a day of celebration and joy. Excitement fills the air when no has school or the office is closed. Its magic! Special treats and meals that are prepared with care. Presents and smiles and balloons. I love balloons. They make me smile! I love pink roses and pink balloons. I love to celebrate. I love fireworks and music. I love staying up late and wishing a magical day would never end.
I could be a holiday! I am not sure what I would call it. But, I know it would be filled with the best life has to offer. It would be a day that sun would be shining and laughter would fill the air with the sweetest sounds. That would be my day.... a Holiday.!
Friday, December 5, 2008
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I thought you where a "holiday" everything you listed about holidays is what I feel when I'm near you or even think of you. I can't imagine you with out a Smile, and you are always a bundle of Fireworks. When one of my Daughters become the 1st Female President I will use my motherly influence to have a "Happy Jill Holiday" passed, just tell me what day you want, or maybe we can have a week or month long one. No school or work of any kind aloud, That means ALL STORES closed for the day. What do ya think?
I remember you always saying you wanted to be a Holiday and I loved that about you. I loved that you never picked one but just Holiday in gereral. And Kasanadra, when one of your daughters beomes pres we will have a Happy Jill Holiday-I think of it around spring time;) And All Stores closed of yeah!!!
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