Christmas even has more types of kisses than Valentine's Day. There's mistletoe kisses, cold winter kisses, kisses by the fireplace (I don't have a fireplace, but I can imagine I do...lol), Christmas Eve kisses, Christmas Day kisses, and New Year's Eve kisses. Valentines day only has one. Christmas is more romantic also because there's more to do together, which builds on relationship as opposed to Valentine's Day which most people just go out to eat. Most people don't even get dressed up for it anymore... which is sad. But if they find it romantic to wear sweats... then who am I to say otherwise?
So what does this have to do with Hershey Park? Everything. There's so much winter fun to be had there! I went to Hershey park one winter when I was 15 with my youth group from church, and I've always wanted to go back... lights were everywhere! There was music, laughter, and pure white snow. It was so beautiful and romantic... everyone was all bundled up and the couples were stealing cold winter kisses and sharing hot chocolate! And the snowflakes that night were big and beautiful. And I remember I almost cried, cause the most beautiful thing was witness all the love that surrounded me. There was laughter and joy. No arguments and turmoil. And there was, just for a moment, peace, joy, hope, harmony and love. At 15 I felt it couldn't get any better... and that's the way it should always be. Now that I'm older, I've seen so much of the dark... I guess there's a part of me that still believes in the magic. One day, I'll go back to the Hershey Park, and whether someone goes with me, or I go alone, I will enjoy the love that surrounds me and memorize it like I did at 15, so I can carry the magic of the night with me... And if I never make it back, it'll always be one of my most sacred memories, because that was the night I first believed in the magic of love.
Blessed Be
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