Its a starlit night. I climb into a hidden cove in a Tree house in 2020. Christmas Eve. I then am transported to childhood. 1973. I’m just 5. Life was magic. a time in life prior to any abuse and any heart rendering mistakes. I simply erase the past. Untouched and fresh with wide eyed innocence. Boys were boys. Girls were girls. Boys were Luke sky walker or Han Solo, (Jedi Knights) and girls got to be a Cinderella or Snow White. Mommy and Daddy were fun. It was the year I was given a gift. “Baby Dreams” a doll with velvet skin. A doll I could whisper my dreams and hopes to. That doll would travel thru time with me. There we were, Ballet slippers and twirling dresses. Knobby knees. tiny little whispy hair that flew in the oceans wind. Sand Castles that seemed to never end.