Merry Christmas

As per Beccca's request......Merry Christmas!!!!

Our Christmas Tree
Our group
This is a really bad pic
Nina next to our tree

The mystical get-away

You want to run, but you're too afraid to leave You said you have faith, but not enough to believe
Back and forth, you go back and forth again It wears you down, and it ties your hands (lyrics by Tait)

Sometimes for no logical or apparant reason, I just want to run away. There is no good explanation as to why. I just don't want to be here. Just escape to another reality where time stands still and and the word restless does not have meaning. I feel my soul belongs in another time and place. Where the sun glimmers hope down upon crystal clear waters that softly swirl around the smooth coloful pebbles along the sandy coastline. Where the warmth of the day is inviting and the cool of the dusk lingers for endless time and the dark is never approaching. Puffy white clouds stretch miles across the deep blue radiant sky.
It's an inviting place where there's no deadlines, no noise, no hurry, no crowds, no pressures that swelter in your mind. There is only calm, serenity, and tranquility. Sleep is sweet and bids thee well and the rest is fruitful and just a normality. Oh to run away to this dreamt up happy place and leave this reality behind.