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Wednesday, December 22, 2010

Do You Believe in Santa Claus?

Do you believe in Santa Claus? I do. I always do. Not as in him being a real live person, but I do believe there is a Santa Claus. Although I did meet a Santa Claus in a Walgreens once! Nice guy. But as far as Santa being a real person, no I do not believe in that Santa. The Santa Claus that I believe in is a metaphor of himself. I believe in the Christmas spirit. I believe in the spirit of giving. I sent out a few Christmas cards this year, all to people I have known either in life, or on the internet. It's fun to send out cards. More fun to send them and not expect to get anything in return. Nothing except maybe that person's friendship. Though I did get a lot of responses, nothing like what I got last year! There were some people I got cards from that I never would have expected. At the same time, some of my friends who usually send me cards every year, I have yet to hear from. But I'm OK with that. That there is part of the spirit of Christmas. :) But I want to know, do you believe in Santa Claus as a person, or as in the Christmas spirit? I just finally got my Christmas spirit back this year, I thought it was gone forever! I haven't felt it in years. This year was the first year I've had it in too many years to count back! If someone asks you if you believe in Santa Claus, do you feel uncomfortable when you say yes? Or do you just say no to be accepted? Don't feel bad saying yes. I know a lot of older people who do believe in him.

Christmas I don't think is all just about giving and receiving gifts. I always thought it was about being with family and friends and feeling joy and happiness. My father came over today, I don't get to see him that much. That to me was a big occasion. The funny thing is, I used to despise my father! If any of you had ever read my story "Hutchess, A Picture Diary", you'd know the kind of person my father was and how much we couldn't stand each other, and why. And that was only 12 years ago! But since we moved here, he's changed considerably. He thinks less about self-importance and more about empathy. Believe me, he has CHANGED!!

Well, today we finally told him about our imminent moving to Montana. Last time we tried to tell him, he began to throw a fit. But this time he was more understanding. Though the chances of us seeing him again once we do move there are very slim. We may never see him or ma again. We will be many miles away from all of our family. Even the friends I've gotten to know. Katrina keeps urging us not to move, but we have to. Dad finally realizes that he cannot keep holding us back here. We have to move on.

Well, I want to wish everyone a Merry Christmas, and a Happy New Year. Not sure if I will be back before New Year's Day. I never know when I am going to blog, I just do it when I get an idea of what I want to say online.

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