I knew the time would come when all of my children would question me about Santa. It is heartbreaking and completely normal. You just hate for that day to come. Some do not include Santa as part of their Christmas celebrations and that is their choice. How those miss out.
You may think I am being materialistic. I assure you that I am not. One of my favorite things to do every year is to go see Santa with my children. I have been to see Santa every year that I have walked this Earth-beginning in 1972 when I was one. Okay, so I did not go the very first Christmas I was here. I grew up in Richmond, VA and we are lucky enough to have Legendary Santa. My family has been going to see him for over 55 years. I have pictures of my mother with her brothers when she was just ten, sitting on Santa's lap.
To me, Santa means believing in magic and something bigger than yourself. And most importantly, giving of yourself to others. There is no greater gift that you can give to yourself than to help someone else, whether it is in giving of time, goods, or just a smile.
It reminds me of Christmas when I was young-going to see Santa with my family, my grandmother and great-grandmother there with us. Santa would always say that he would "do my best. And just remember, Ole' Santa loves you." When he said those words when we went to see him last night, I can guarantee that my eyes were not dry ones.
When "the question" was asked, "Mom, do you believe in Santa?" I always answer yes. Because I truly do-I believe in the good in people and caring for others and in loving people. No matter what they believe in-Santa or not. I will always believe.
You may think I am being materialistic. I assure you that I am not. One of my favorite things to do every year is to go see Santa with my children. I have been to see Santa every year that I have walked this Earth-beginning in 1972 when I was one. Okay, so I did not go the very first Christmas I was here. I grew up in Richmond, VA and we are lucky enough to have Legendary Santa. My family has been going to see him for over 55 years. I have pictures of my mother with her brothers when she was just ten, sitting on Santa's lap.
To me, Santa means believing in magic and something bigger than yourself. And most importantly, giving of yourself to others. There is no greater gift that you can give to yourself than to help someone else, whether it is in giving of time, goods, or just a smile.
It reminds me of Christmas when I was young-going to see Santa with my family, my grandmother and great-grandmother there with us. Santa would always say that he would "do my best. And just remember, Ole' Santa loves you." When he said those words when we went to see him last night, I can guarantee that my eyes were not dry ones.
When "the question" was asked, "Mom, do you believe in Santa?" I always answer yes. Because I truly do-I believe in the good in people and caring for others and in loving people. No matter what they believe in-Santa or not. I will always believe.
