I was that little girl who utterly believed in Santa, and the magic of Christmas. To this day the feelings and joy of belief in Santa enchants me. I adore stories that validate my childish memories and build my depth of belief in the Christmas spirit.
Like many children I discovered the painful truth by accident. One morning I was looking for my father, and stumbled across him in the neighbors garage. I saw he and our neighbor were putting together one of those little play kitchens and before he could see me I ran off. You can imagine what I realized when that very toy kitchen was sitting next to our tree on Christmas morning.
I never told him what I knew, but by the next year my Santa connection sadly was over. Yet, I still wanted to believe.
This blog was prompted by me watching Hallmark Christmas in Summer movies. What can I say?
What are your memories, feelings, and emotions that fill your heart for the upcoming season?