These are magic years...
and therefore magic days...
and therefore magic moments.
~Anonymous
Magic.
Its everywhere, hidden in every part of our lives. Its a part of every single thing God has every made. All we have to do is be able to see it.
To see the magic in a story, in a place, in a dream.
The magic of notes dancing softly to our ears, or the magic of words painted across a page
The magic of threads woven together in complete support of eachother.
The magic of personalities.
The magic of unexpected poems, of people you can talk to anytime about anything and never leave without a laugh, of the looks between people who know the exact patterns of each other's brains, of friends who have always, always been there, of people who whole heartedly support your grandest schemes for your life.
The magic of a family who loves eachother and the Lord.
The magic of some "Fake Luck" taped into a card.
The magic of seven simple words: "I love you, Becfola. Anything is possible."
The magic of a big borther's words to his little sister.
The magic of family, related or not.
The magic of rain, sun, clouds, fog, wind, day, night, heat, cold, snow, water, ocean.
The magic of friendship.
The magic of love.
But most of all, the magic of God.
There is so much to see, and love, and live every day in praise for.
Thank the Lord.
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