My Christmas Miracle?
Thursday, December 19, 2013; 1653 Every year I look for a Christmas Miracle. I know they happen. I figure sooner or later one has to happen in my life. I’m not looking for something huge like World Peace (I think that may be a bit much to ask.) But something. Something transformative. Something that leaves a person believing again. I’m not always looking for it for me, but at least for someone around me. Perhaps it is the romanticist in me, the dreamer. I look for it every year and have yet to find it. (Barring Christmas 2000, of course.) Last night the Princesses asked to drive by and see if the van, The Dreamcatcher, was still at the garage. So, I drove by and it was. You could feel the sadness sweep over the inside of out ‘new’ van. I think I may have even heard a sniffle. It got me to thinking. I’m miserable in this ‘new’ vehicle. Perhaps it is that every day I get in and find some other shortcoming – mechanical problems, 1 of 4 speakers working, doors that work hard, bro...