In the winter, when it is warm inside and cold out, you can breathe on planes of glass and draw little images in this breath. The images go away after a few minutes but they do not go away entirely unless the glass is wiped. The other day while I was waiting for a ride from work I was standing close to a glass door and noticed my breath on the pane. I blew a little harder thinking to draw a little image, but when I did I noticed another had had the same thought and a heart appeared where I had blown. It felt like a little hidden treasure wanting to be discovered.
This is what I wish this Christmas for all. Little hidden treasures found wanting to make you smile :) allowing you to feel, even if it is just for a moment in time, that all is right and good and which gives little breaths of the heart.