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....leaving cookies and carrots on a plate, for Santa and the reindeer.
I must have been around 11 years old or so, and that Christmas morning, I found a beautiful, handwritten note from my mother. I don't have the note any longer, nor do I remember exactly what she wrote.
But she explained in a loving, wonderful way, the meaning of Christmas, including Jesus, and Santa. I recall the meaning of the note, letting me know that it is the gift of giving, within us all, to give and receive, gifts in His name, and that Santa was the vehicle of that giving, for us, as small children.
I don't remember being disappointed that Santa Claus wasn't "real." Because her note made me realize that the whole season was bigger and brighter, than just Santa, gifts, and tinsel.
And I realize that Santa IS real, just like God and Jesus are real. If we believe, in that small child way, the reasons for believing, will always be with us. |
I still remember.... - ms
