Dear Santa,

I know you are an older, terribly busy gentleman, and children are your first priority, but this year of 2020 could you make an exception and remember all of us who are young at heart? We still carry our child self inside us. We delight in the simple things. The first snow of winter, the first daffodil in spring, and that first colorful panorama when the woods go crazy with color. We have been through so much this year. I’m sure I don’t need to enumerate for you all the woes of the world that for a while have tended to crowd out the wonder of just being.

I believe that we all need to remember the joy of our childhood Christmas when we waited with nervous anticipation to see whether you would make our dreams reality. Would I get the dollhouse I so longed for? Would Johnny get his train set? Would Becky get one more doll to add to her collection?

I remember some of the neighbor kids telling me that you don’t exist, that it is really our parents who are Santa Claus. I found that hard to believe, so I sneaked a look through my parents’ closet, looking for their red suits. Finding none, I held onto my tenuous belief in you. I did run the idea of your nonexistence by my father on our way to Christmas shopping.

“There is no Santa Claus.”

“Are you sure about that?”

My dad was the smartest man I knew, and if he wasn’t sure then who was I to question.

For a while after that I held onto a half belief.

That was so long ago, dear Santa, but it comes back to me from time to time.

Speaking of time, I’ll not take much more of yours with my reminiscing but get to my list.

1. I would like sensible elections without millions of dollars being spent when that money could be used to help people.
2. Couldn’t there be housing for everyone who needs it? There are buildings standing empty in towns that could easily be converted into homes where folks who are now living on the streets could be sheltered and warm.
3. Millions of people in the US are what is called “food insecure” in other words, hungry. Some of that money that politicians spend could feed a family almost forever. Good food, healthful food. Is that too much to ask?
4. A living wage/income for everyone could solve a lot of problems. Two songs from the 60s come to mind when I think of what we need “What the World Needs Now is Love” and “Love Makes the World Go ‘Round, but Money Greases the Wheel.”
5. Laughter and frivolity. Nobody ever said “Thou shalt be gloomy all the time.” A good joke now and then can lift the spirits and enable people to get up and go on when they have little else.

You see what I’m getting at, Santa? It’s a quality of life for everyone. If you could think of one gift that would solve all these misfortunes, please spread it around.  I am not homeless or hungry, but there were times when I have been. So, if you do spread a great gift around, could I have just a little piece of it.

Santa, I’ve tried to be a good girl this year, I only pulled the cat’s tail once. 😊 So if you could grant my Christmas wishes, you would make many Christmas dreams come true.

Thank you in advance,

Margie Campbell 

 

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