Day 10 of Blogmas 2020!
My lovely nieces called me to ask for a huge favor today. They asked if I would help them write their letters to Santa tomorrow. They offered in return to send my letter to Santa since he only responds to children. Honestly, it’s a fair trade.
I thought I’d share with you my letter to Santa. Maybe together we can muster enough childlike hopefulness, and he could respond faster.
It’s been a while since I’ve written to you. When I was planning what to say to you, I had so many things in mind. Now when I sit here and type this letter, my mind is blank. Isn’t it funny how the brain works like that?
Wow, what a year 2020 has been. This year has brought even more sadness, violence, and terror to the whole world.
I know I’m blessed because while this year was a challenge, with loss, some tears, it surprising, was still full of a whole lot of smiles and laughter.
As I sit here thinking of the things I want, I realize that many of them I already have. Looking back at my 2019 wishlist, somehow you pulled nearly all of it off. And I don’t think my life is lacking much without the bumblebee tights from Me Before You. Last year I asked for the biggest and most selfish thing I could think of, happiness.
I never imagined I could be genuinely happy. This happiness did not come easily, but this last year was a turning point for me. It’s funny how things work out the way they do. Who would have thought that during a global pandemic, things I did not believe possible are suddenly a significant part of my life? I don’t understand how it happened, but I’m glad it did.
This year I’m sorry that I’m asking for a lot. I know so many who are less lucky than I. I want the world to heal. It terrifies me to think that an entire generation will have to grow up in such a scary world. So please bring joy to all of the children of the world this Christmas, Santa. I want children to believe again, for families to have hope again. Let them all feel joy, and ease their wounds from the horrible year this has been.