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Tooth fairies slipping coins, Santa’s reindeer in the night sky. As children we were told this was where life’s magic lived. But then we grew up. Santa wasn’t real. It was our parents slipping money beneath our pillows. Where were we supposed to find the magic now? We were taught to wait for sunshine and rainbows — but the sun doesn’t always shine, and rainbows only come once in a while. We were taught to wait to live life’s magic. But they were wrong I grew up to love the rain — and the wind. I remember that cold night alone with my dog when I saw my first shooting star I remember that day it was windy and pouring rain, I was rushing to go home Raindrops wet my hair, trickling down my skin, as the strong breeze tried to pull me back. Still, a man was running home in the opposite direction. We were the only ones there and we looked at each other and smiled. The rain soaked us, the wind chilled us, but still we smiled. I realized this magic meant just as much. And now that is alway...