On a day that was meant to be relaxing and mellow, my partner announced that the time had come for us to clean up out the garage. Seeing the look of horror on my face, he quickly rephrased his statement. Acknowledging exactly 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 far more appealing than washing the garage. To prevent feeling guilty, I went upstairs and tried to do nothing
Several hours later, my husband started in to our bedroom using a smile on his face and a stack of papers in his hand. “Letters to Santa,” he announced. He dropped them on the bed and headed back towards the garage.
Because 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 evolved and mature they have got become. I had an understanding — why not get everyone to write a letter to Santa this year? It might be fun and interesting to find out how their wish lists changed as they have started up.
At dinner, I announced my idea and was happily surprised when my “gang” didn’t think that I had lost a marble or two. Afterwards, everyone disappeared to their rooms to compose their letters. Surprisingly, it took them a lot longer now around.
When I read their “grown up” letters, it quickly became evident that the priorities have changed but their values haven’t. I found that toys were substituted for “boys” or “girls.” Getting good grades was substituted for obtaining a good solid degree. Health insurance and happiness was actually a priority for those, and peace on earth was a significant concern. It warmed my heart to find out that my partner and i also did something right, that we raised kids with good values and gold hearts.
My husband and I had similar requests of Santa. But I, obviously, had many more. First on my own list was immunity from acquiring any more pounds as I get older (enough is sufficient!). 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 pass through me by unnoticed. I would like to be constantly, obliviously happy. And did I mention I want to be skinny?
These were fun things to inquire about, but if you decide to read my entire list you would see that the truly important items came towards the end. I want our society to become at peace. I requested our kids to become happy and healthy. I requested ckogtd parents and grandparents to get around us for quite some time in the future. I asked to be able to enjoy my children and their children, and i also wanted to continue to be in love with my partner around the day I married him.
Following this fun exercise, most of us sat down to talk about whatever we wanted and how we will get it. Regardless of what we requested, most of us agreed on a single thing — whether you believe in Santa or otherwise not is irrelevant. The key is always to have faith in yourself, then write down your list and go after it. Whenever you have confidence in yourself, the sky will be the limit!