When we talk of our nostalgic childhood memories, we
immediately embrace the moments we love. So quickly the memories flood our
minds and we are filled with replicated emotions. Our eyes light up, smiles
appear and usually laughter ensues. Déjà vu…re-created by us in a single
memory.
Sometimes the memories fade and situations disappear from
our lives. Then sometimes our fortunes change and circumstances reappear. The
very one I speak of now is the Enchanted Village, a magical place where dreams
of sugar plums and fairytales were made of. A trip to Downtown Crossing as a
child to this wonderland became a memory held so dear.
Formally of Jordan Marsh in Boston and now rebuilt in
Jordan’s Furniture in Avon, it’s a gift from our youth, fondly appreciated and
transported through time for our holiday pleasure. Good fortune has it
relocated it to our very back yards in neighboring Avon. Start the holiday
season with a bit of enchantment. Keep in mind the reason for the season…Peace,
Love, and Giving from the heart. Let us transfer the magic we saw as children
to our new generations as we carry the wonder of Christmas forward.
Cathy
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