“Do you trust me?” I asked a dear friend. “Do you believe in what I see even though you cannot yet?” Our perspective is forever flawed from the day we are born. We see reflections of ourselves reversed and often distorted. Our voice is altered…
On this eve of miracles and light, the magic of youth calls to us – hearts bubbling in anticipation of morning dew, imagination casting dreams of fiery race cars, sweet faced dolls and unexpected treasures overflowing embroidered stockings hung over the blazing fireplace. Once upon…