I wanna smile.

I love the classics, the classic movies that only air during the cold months of my years. Those grainy black and white movies that require a extra large glass of sweet tea, box of kleenex and a good hiding place for the remote control. And just why do I love these movies ? Ah, that is a questions that requires a simple answer my friend. It isn't the movies, it isn't the actress nor the leading man. No, it is the memories.

All my years I have tucked away millions of moments that are special to only me. My childhood is reborn with each viewing of the Grinch that stole Christmas. ( Yes, he stole Christmas not the Holidays!) It's a wonderful life is my one way ticket to the days of my innocence, before I learned of the hurtful realities of life. A vacation from the harshness of half-hearted smiles and half truths. For that brief moment in time . . .  All the world lives up to the advertised promises of there being good in all people.

You have a favorite movie. song or place in your heart. A trigger that propels you to a time and place where all the good in others become visible and time waits while you wander around. A place that allows you to forget and forgive for just a little while. One that makes you wanna smile.

I close mine eyes and begin to see . . . . . all the favors that have been bestowed upon me.

Yes, I love this time of year. There is a change in the weather and a change in my soul.

I wanna smile.