Writing A Letter To Santa Clause..
On a day that was supposed to be relaxing and mellow, my partner announced that the time had come for us to clean out the garage. Seeing the look of horror on my face, he quickly rephrased his statement. Acknowledging how much I do during the week, he suggested that I sit and do nothing while he attended to the chore.
Doing nothing will not be something I know how you can do, nevertheless it sounded much more appealing than washing the garage. To prevent feeling guilty, I went upstairs and made an effort to do nothing
A few hours later, my husband came in to our own bedroom using a smile on his face as well as a stack of papers in his hand. “Letters to Santa,” he announced. He dropped them on the bed and headed back for the garage.
As I began reading the letter our kids wrote a long time ago, I couldn’t help but smile at how silly and gullible these were then and just how grown up and mature they have got become. Then I had an understanding — why not get everyone to publish a letter to Santa this season? It will be fun and interesting to find out how their wish lists changed because they have grown up.
At dinner, I announced my idea and was happily surprised when my “gang” didn’t believe that I had lost a marble or two. Afterwards, everyone disappeared into their rooms to compose their letters. Surprisingly, it took them a lot longer now around.
Because I read their “evolved” letters, it quickly became evident that their priorities have changed but their values haven’t. I found that toys were substituted for “boys” or “girls.” Getting good grades was replaced with acquiring a good solid degree. Health insurance and happiness was actually a priority for those, and peace in the world was an important concern. It warmed my heart to find out that my partner and that i did something right, that people raised kids with good values and gold hearts.
My partner and I had similar requests of Santa. However I, of course, had a lot more. First on my list was immunity from acquiring anymore pounds because i get older (enough is enough!). I want that awesome body I never had, the legs that turn heads, and the flawless skin without wrinkles. I want my 20/20 vision to stick around just a bit longer and menopause to move me by unnoticed. I would like to be constantly, obliviously happy. And did I mention I want to be skinny?
They were fun things to request, but should you read my entire list you would probably notice that the truly important items came right at the end. I want our society to be at peace. I requested our kids to be happy and healthy. I requested ckogtd parents and grandparents to be around us for quite some time ahead. I asked so that you can enjoy my children as well as their children, and I desired to continue to be deeply in love with my husband as much as the day I married him.
After this fun exercise, most of us sat down to discuss what we wanted and how we are going to obtain it. No matter what we requested, we all agreed on one thing — whether you think in Santa or otherwise is irrelevant. The key is to have confidence in yourself, then write down your list and go after it. Once you have faith in yourself, the sky is definitely the limit!