There's a line from the Polar Express song "Believe" that keeps running around in my brain.
We were dreamers,
Not so long ago.
But one by one, we
All had to grow up.
I really rail against the notion that magic and maturity are mutually exclusive; that once you cross a certain birthday all that's left is life's cold realism.
Sure, for kids the wonder is easy to find. There's magic in every wrapped box, in every string of lights.
But if you're the one working 60 hours a week to pay for those presents, the one who has to pull out the ladder to string up those lights, the magic might become a little hard to find.
The secret, perhaps, is to look a little harder.
Maybe for us as adults magic comes not in buckets but in moments, like the incredible scene when a war veteran returns home to surprise his daughter at her school.
How can anyone see the unbridled joy in that reaction and not see magic in the world?
Recently a senior staff member, realizing his family wouldn't be back in time, offered to work Christmas Day so that a younger staffer could be home for the holidays.
Never doubt the power that exists in a random act of kindness. You should try it some time.
The song then continues:
When it seems the magic slipped away...
We find it all again on Christmas Day.
As we put down the work tools this weekend to spend a little time with family and friends, I hope you find the magic moments that exist in your life.
There's nothing wrong with believing at any age.
HAPPY HOLIDAYS EVERYBODY!