You see, it’s really not my fault. When God was handing out patience, the line was extremely long and I got tired of waiting.
I’m not impatient, mind you. Just don’t like waiting. Christmas was the first time I became aware of this – while growing up at 110 Flamingo Street.
Christmas only came once a year and someone put it way at the end. Back then I thought it was just to make us kids behave.
A year. Now if you’re a kid, that’s a long time to be good and wait for anything – even gifts. That’s why I’d sneak downstairs on Christmas Eve and look for Santa. Read More»