The 26 Days of Christmas Movies
Maybe I was 13 or 14 when I lost my Christmas Spirit I can’t really remember. I know It was around the time girls and became more important than my Christmas wish list. I’d held onto my believe in Santa Claus until I was 12. Logic and friends told me he wasn’t real but my heart told me he was. I was dreamer then like I’m a dream today and I wanted Santa Claus to be real. If Santa could be real the t he world could be a place of magic and wonder and anything was possible. However like my believe in Santa Claus faded so did my holiday spirit. I’ve been desperately seeking my holiday cheer for the last few years. Somehow it always seems to allude me. Even four Christmas’s ago when I gifted myself with the best Christmas gift I ever got didn’t push my Christmas cheer to the max. I mean Kona Koffee Burkle is a great gift and life wouldn’t be the same without her, and she brings cheer year round but it didn’t get me in that giddy I can’t wait for Christmas m