Haibun Wednesday at Go Dog Go Cafe.
One distinguishing characteristic of getting old might be for you, as it is for me; looking back in time! One might compare the encounter as sitting down, relaxing, picking up where you left off while wandering through the pages of "Been there, done that." Also known as memories that belong only to me! One such memory was during Christmas, as a small child after the gifts were opened, wrappings put away, sitting under the Christmas tree with my gifts piled on my lap, thinking I was the richest girl in the world. I had a board game, a doll, and a few other trinkets. Looking at the baby Jesus display next to me, thanking Him, I was so happy; I still remember how true happiness felt that Christmas day.
Time has past — Christmas noteworthy but disappeared My doll where are you?