On a day which was supposed to be relaxing and mellow, my hubby announced that the time had come for us to clean out the garage. Seeing the look of horror on my face, he quickly rephrased his statement. Acknowledging just how much I do during the week, he suggested that I sit and do nothing while he attended to the chore.
Not doing anything will not be something I know how you can do, nevertheless it sounded far more appealing than cleansing the garage. To prevent feeling guilty, I went upstairs and tried to do nothing
A couple of hours later, my partner came in to the bedroom having 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 people were then and exactly how grown up and mature they may have become. I Then had a concept — why not get everyone to create a letter to Santa this year? It will be fun and interesting to find out how their wish lists changed because they have started up.
At dinner, I announced my idea and was pleasantly impressed when my “gang” didn’t believe that I had lost a marble or two. Afterwards, everyone disappeared within their rooms to compose their letters. Surprisingly, it took them much longer this time around around.
As I read their “evolved” letters, it quickly became evident their priorities have changed however their values haven’t. I found that toys were substituted for “boys” or “girls.” Getting good grades was substituted for getting a good solid degree. Health and happiness was actually a priority for all, and peace in the world was a significant concern. It warmed my heart to see that my partner and i also did something right, that we raised kids with good values and gold hearts.
My hubby and I had similar requests of Santa. Having Said That I, obviously, had many more. First on my own list was immunity from acquiring any further pounds when i grow older (enough will do!). I want that awesome body I never had, the legs that turn heads, and also the flawless skin without wrinkles. I want my 20/20 vision to stick around just a bit longer and menopause to move 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 request, but should you read my entire list you would probably see that the truly important items came right at the end. I want the world to be at peace. I asked for our family to be happy and healthy. I requested ckogtd parents and grandparents to become around us for several years in the future. I asked so that you can enjoy my children along with their children, and i also desired to continue to be crazy about my husband around the day I married him.
After that fun exercise, all of us sat down to discuss whatever we wanted and how we are going to get it. No matter what we asked for, most of us agreed on one thing — whether you believe in Santa or otherwise not is irrelevant. The key is always to have confidence in yourself, then write down your list and go after it. Once you have faith in yourself, the sky is the limit!