Winter magic fills me with endless joy, wonder, and imagination.
I close my eyes and fill the smell of the chilly air with wishes of snow-covered houses. The warmth of my black and white checkered sweater fills me images of cozy warm fireplaces. The simple joy of drinking hot cocoa, making a gingerbread house with a loved one, or listening to Christmas music brings the genuine magic that I crave to bring me up from my gloom.
Walking outside where it is raining, and cloudy I create in my mind the image of a place full of winter magic surrounding me. I may be feeling cold, but I will keep the images of winter magic to keep me warm, and joyful.