Living In A Magical World

I read in the paper this morning that we have probably seen the worst of winter for the year and can spring be far behind? For those of us who live in Minnesota, we know that March can bring blizzards but our hope in spring is eternal. There is something magical about spring. I was having a conversation with a friend this morning about fresh sheets and how when we were children it felt so good to have that Saturday night bath, put on clean jammies and then crawl into fresh sheets. There was a feeling every time it happened. That led us to talk about how when we were young someone else created the magic for us and how the magic that has been given to us continues as we pass it on, how extremely lucky we are and how we must not let it go. I wanted to think more about what makes me and others feel magical. Spring is certainly one of them. Others are a child's laughter, eating raw cookie dough (without worrying about getting sick), coming home to the smell of food cooking, stars in the night sky on nights when you don't expect to see any, the harvest moon, seeing your breath in the cold winter air, having your pizza crust slightly burned, a child's face in the glow of Christmas lights, hitting all green lights when you are in a hurry, someone smiling at you when you least expect it and having your kite lift off the ground. When we are little others might have to create the magic for us, but I know it is possible to have that magical feeling simply by waking up and seeing, hearing, tasting, smelling and touching our world no matter how young or old we are. I would love to hear what makes your world magical!