Sunday, December 16, 2012

16 December 2012 :: 200

:: Brothers ::

Every time I walk into the living room, I see that the presents under the tree have been moved by little hands and I smile.  You are finally old enough to grasp all the magic Christmas has to offer.  It reminds me so much of the magical Christmases I had as a child and I hope when you grow up you have the same warm memories. 

I want to give you the world; the things on my heart will not fit under a tree, but will be instilled in yours to take with you wherever your destiny calls you. I have no doubt you will be world changers.

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