Where is the Magic?

Who is magic? What is magic? When is magic? Where is magic? Why is there magic? How is there magic?

My first memory of magic was stepping on a magic rainbow puddle aka oil slick and the rainbow disappearing and spreading outward. My mom whispered, “Make a wish.”

I did. And, it came true.

I thought inside, “Wow”. Not only was the oil slick magical but my wish coming true held magic in it too.

My mom was and is magic. Real life. Today is her birthday. The numeral 26 holds such significance as well as the numeral 8. This is why this blog is published each and every month on the 26th at 8:26am in honor of my mother’s memory and legacy.

Today I stepped on an oil slick aka a magic rainbow and I made a wish and thought of my Mom.

I smile and still see where the magic is. It’s found in a rainbow puddle. It spreads outwards. It’s in me.

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