Santa will you read this?
I stopped believing in you at the age of 9. I wrote you a letter telling you how hard I would work on my spelling and writing. So that I could receive a “Betty Boop Watch” I wanted so badly. That Christmas I received a tic tac toe game and other things. I was grateful but hoped for the watch.
I felt a little heartbroken. It was then that I was told you did not exist. My parents were the ones behind it all. My little heart was torn into pieces. It made me understand & appreciate everything that was given to me. I knew how hard my parents worked to give us what they could. So every Christmas I learned not to expect my true hearts desires. I appreciated every gift I received from then on. (My family & you will remember a particular year where it showed us the true meaning of Christmas.)
To this day I have never been one to “enjoy” this holiday the way children now do. I do not like going to Christmas parties. I do not like decorating my home. Does this mean I have lost the Christmas spirit? NO. My entire spirit is in celebrating the birth of Christ. I give and never expect any return. This is how I have chosen to celebrate it.
However; times have been extremely difficult for me throughout this entire year. I’ve suffered some MAJOR downfalls in many facets; but as always; will prevail. I believe in my faith, myself and trust in god better days will come.
As for you SANTA I know I am a grown up; but for once would just like the little girl in me to believe in you again. So here is my Christmas list to you.
If it’s not too much to ask for can you please send me something to believe in the world? Can you cure my 4 year old neighbor #pray4jae of cancer? Can you please stop all the hate & violence in the world; not to mention my city of Chicago? Please help all those who are homeless & hungry. Please make the world a safer place for the children of the future. So they may be able to write you letters one day.
Last but not least; Can you please find somewhere in your bag and restore my belief in you? I miss you.