Some things in life are meant to only come once and at times we miss the opportunity to grasp them. Perhaps, it was meant to be that the opportunity wasnt there for a reason, but still, it has a way of leaving a dent in you.  ForewordChristmas lights hung around the leafless trees. Some sparkled the color of the rainbow and some lighted in the shade of a yellow-gold that made the image of the city look close enough to heaven. It was a beautiful night perfect for a masquerade party.