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“I have always thought of Christmastime, when it has come round…as a good time; a kind, forgiving, charitable, pleasant time; the only time I know of, in the long calendar of the year, when men and women seem by one consent to open their shut-up hearts freely, and to think of people below them as if they really were fellow-passengers to the grave, and not another race of creatures bound on other journeys.” 
― Charles DickensA Christmas Carol

Dear Santa Claus,

No matter how old I get, it never ceases to amaze me, how much I still believe in you. Oh, I have never seen you come down my chimney or caught you eating the cookies I leave every year, yet, for some reason not having you in my life, and the lives of children and adults everywhere seems bleak, and unrealistic.

You have brought joy into my life ever since I can remember. You have inspired millions across the continents to be more giving, loving and kind. Your spirit brings us moments of magic every December, allowing others to put on your suit and bask in the joy listening to their most deepest wishes. Just like in the movie The Santa Claus, donning your coat is quite the honor, and YES, those who do, usually abide to the «Santa clause » Be jolly, be generous, and spread the joy of giving.

I think the best part of believing in you is not the presents yet the presence. Watching my children grow up knowing, not doubting, KNOWING you were coming Christmas Eve is a gift I will never forget. The magic in their eyes replays in my mind, and I know, they will experience this every year even though they are teenagers now. I know this how?  Because I still have the sparkle in my heart every single year.

I do

Oh, the naysayers think you are a symbol of commercialism, however, this is their perception. If only these people dug deep enough into their spirit and try to remember the Christmas Spirit,  they too would see commercialism as man-made, and if they wish it, it will be. I believe you are a symbol of Christmas. Of what this Holiday is all about.  Jesus, was born, thus, we were born, and when Jesus came into the world under the bright star, the magi came with gifts. The day He was born, he represented the saviour in ourselves… we are our own saviours. You, Santa, is here to remind us that we are worthy, of love, of gifts, of thoughtfulness, caring and JOY, and in turn, give to those we love to remind them too that they are truly seen, heard and loved.

“Christmas, when observed with the right spirit, still has the power to call miracles from Heaven to Earth.” 
― Richelle E. GoodrichSmile Anyway

You are the magi we are the recipients.

I may insult some truly religious people with my beliefs, yet, how can such a loving, generous soul, such as yourself, be a symbol of everything materialistic.

Oh, Santa, you are more than what some say, and to me, I will always be grateful for the Santas in the world. As you are a part of them also. If one really thinks about it, we are all connected, Jesus, God, Santa, our neighbours: the generous man who donates to a family at Walmart and carries their bill, or the young woman who, on Christmas eve, gave up her seat on the train for the person standing, or the woman, who doesn’t have much to give, who paid for the person’s coffee behind her, and for the child who drew you a picture and hid it under your pillow.

May we carry this love and generosity throughout the year.

This, my friend, is in your honor.

May you continue to light up our lives every Christmas season, in every part of the world, for every man, woman and child.

Thank you for your gifts.. now, and forever.

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P.S.  shortbread, milk and a carrots for your reindeer will be waiting on Christmas Eve.

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