On a day that was supposed to be relaxing and mellow, my husband 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 cleaning the garage. To avoid feeling guilty, I went upstairs and tried to do nothing at all
A few hours later, my hubby arrived in to our bedroom using a smile on his face as well as a stack of papers in the 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 many years ago, I couldn’t help but smile at how silly and gullible they were then and how evolved and mature they have got become. I had an idea — 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 because they have started up.
At dinner, I announced my idea and was pleasantly surprised when my “gang” didn’t feel that I needed lost a marble or two. Afterwards, everyone disappeared to their rooms to compose their letters. Surprisingly, it took them a lot longer now around.
Because 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 replaced with “boys” or “girls.” Getting good grades was substituted with getting a good solid degree. Health insurance and happiness was a priority for all, and peace on earth was an important concern. It warmed my heart to find out that my husband and I did something right, that we raised kids with good values and gold hearts.
My hubby and I had similar requests of Santa. But I, needless to say, had many more. First in my list was immunity from acquiring any more pounds because i age (enough is sufficient!). I want that awesome body I never had, the legs that turn heads, as well as the flawless skin without wrinkles. I want my 20/20 vision to stick around just a bit longer and menopause to pass 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 if you decide to read my entire list you would probably notice that the truly important items came right at the end. I want our world to get at peace. I asked for our family to get happy and healthy. I requested ckogtd parents and grandparents to get around us for several years ahead. I asked to be able to enjoy my children as well as their children, and that i wanted to continue being crazy about my husband just as much as the day I married him.
After this fun exercise, most of us sat down to talk about whatever we wanted and just how we will get it. Regardless of the we requested, all of us agreed on a single thing — whether you think in Santa or not is irrelevant. The key is always to have confidence in yourself, then write down your list and go after it. Once you have confidence in yourself, the sky will be the limit!