All I Want for Christmas Is...

The day after Thanksgiving, I was at home visiting with my family and all the little cousins went to see Santa. While I was there, helping to corral youngin's and keep them in check, Santa called out to me from his perch and said, "Well, what would you like for Christmas?"
I thought about it for a moment.
"Hmmm. A boyfriend?" I replied, mostly with sarcasm and a hint of humor (my special combo, fyi).
"Ho ho ho," he laughed. "I'll see what I can do." I don't think he got the joke.

Then, something of a miracle happened.
This boy, who just so happens to be my first love, is suddenly back in my life at Christmas.
He's moving far away.
The circumstances are shaky at best.
We spent two beautiful weeks together before he left for the holidays.
We made lots of plans, for all the different ways things might work out.

And if it really does workout this time, I've seen a small glimpse of the magic that could last us a long, long time.
And if it doesn't... Well, then it doesn't.
But Santa fulfilled his promise.
For Christmas, at least, I have my beau.
I love that kid.
We'll just throw a little time at it and see what happens.


I tried really hard not to post this. Honest.
But if it was you, could you help it? Seriously?
A-freaking-dorable.

Sarah :: Plucky in Love

Sarah, aka "Plucky", blogs on the reg, unless she's on vacation or there's a Pretty Little Liars marathon or she's mulling over the implications of the phrase "on fleek." She can't live without iced coffee, a portable phone charger, or equal pay. Say hello!

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