Walking In The Wind

If you're lost just look for me

You'll find me in the region of the summer stars

We had some good times, didn't we?

We had some good tricks up or sleeve

Goodbyes are bittersweet

but it's not the end

I'll see your face again

You       will        find        me

W a l k i n g in the w i n d

Tonight was my town's Christmas parade.

I was especially excited to attend because I missed it the previous year, due to illness.

At 6:15PM The mayor turns on a switch and Main Street glistens.

It comes alive with Christmas lights on our trees downtown.

Magic is in the air.

Children line up the sidewalks with eager and sparkling eyes in hopes of seeing the myth, the man, the legend.

Santa Clause.

For me, as the years have gone by, the parade has become boring.

The best  part for me, is feeling the energy from the crowd.

Sensing the surge of excitement you only feel one time a year.

Joyous voices shouting "Merry Christmas" start to echo through the cold icy air.

Strangers become friends and warmth goes all around in our little town.

I like to see the parade to honor my friend.

There is twang of pain in my heart each year, but a smile also makes itself present.

I took my friend Megan to the parade one year.

She was overjoyed and according to her mother she talked about it for days.

Bringing her to that parade was the best thing I've ever done.

It was the best thing I've ever done because that Christmas was her last.

No one knew this of course, but looking back I am so glad I chose her to bring with me.

As the holiday season approaches, please reach out.

If you have lost a tradition, begin a brand new one.

Give, give, give.

Visit children in the hospital who are sick.

Christmas carol in nursing homes.

Donate.

Christmas isn't about the food, the gifts, or the materials or decorations.

The holidays are about spending time with loved ones and cherishing time.

If you're troubled this year, I want you to try something.

Pay attention to the wind that is chilling your bones.

The wind that is blowing through our hair.

That is making your cheeks and nose turn a rosy red.  

You might find something special in it.

You just have to find it.

I feel Megan in the wind every year at the parade.

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[Abhigyan]

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