Have you ever wondered what happened to Frosty after he ran away that warm winter day? Here's what I think happened.

With love for my son Isaac, and all the children in our wonderful planet.

It was early December and Frosty was getting ready to visit his friends in Denali. He couldn't believe that it was nearly a year since he gained life thanks to that magical hat. He knew his friends were anxiously waiting for his return.

Inside his cozy log cabin he was occupied completing his daily chores. He wanted his house to be tidy and inviting. Frosty also needed to ensure he packed all the things he expected to need for the long trip.

The following day Frosty embarked on his long trip. He felt like he was about to burst from excitement. He would soon be with his friends.

When he arrived at Denali. He was exhausted from many days of walking in snowstorms, but he was delighted to finally be with his beloved friends. It was late at night when he arrived so all of his friends where already sleeping. Frosty made himself comfortable near the Christmas tree downtown and rested while he waited for everyone to wake up the next day.

The following day Frosty woke up to a tremendous commotion. Word was quickly spreading about Frosty's arrival and the whole town gathered around him to greet him. Everyone was talking at once, children were tugging at him, excited pets were barking and meowing. Even the forest animals had gathered near by in hopes for the opportunity to greet Frosty.

The days passed by, Frosty and the townspeople enjoyed all the chaos of preparing for the Holidays. They rejoiced knowing that they had each other on such a wonderful time of the year, and all did their best to ensure all was ready by Christmas Eve. No one noticed Frosty was happy and sad. No one, except little Isaac. Frosty was experiencing a roller coaster of emotions. He was overjoyed to be with his friends, but sad because he was to return home after Christmas dinner and he did not want to be alone again until the Holidays next year.