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 appearance of horror on my face, he quickly rephrased his statement. Acknowledging just 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 the best way to do, nevertheless it sounded much more appealing than cleaning the garage. To prevent feeling guilty, I went upstairs and attempted to do nothing at all
A couple of hours later, my husband started in to the bedroom having a smile on his face along with a stack of papers in the hand. “Letters to Santa,” he announced. He dropped them on the bed and headed back towards the garage.
As I began reading the letter our kids wrote a long time ago, I couldn’t help but smile at how silly and gullible these were then and exactly how grown up and mature they have got become. Then I had a concept — why not get everyone to write a letter to Santa this season? It will be fun and interesting to find out how their wish lists changed as they have become up.
At dinner, I announced my idea and was pleasantly impressed when my “gang” didn’t think that I had lost a marble or two. Afterwards, everyone disappeared to their rooms to compose their letters. Surprisingly, it took them considerably longer this time around around.
As I read their “evolved” letters, it quickly became evident that their priorities have changed however their values haven’t. I found that toys were substituted for “boys” or “girls.” Getting good grades was replaced with getting a good solid degree. Health and happiness had been a priority for all, and peace in the world was a significant concern. It warmed my heart to see that my partner and that i did something right, that we raised kids with good values and gold hearts.
My partner and that i had similar requests of Santa. However I, obviously, had a lot more. First on my own list was immunity from acquiring any more pounds when i age (enough will do!). I want that awesome body I never had, the legs that turn heads, and also 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 would like to be skinny?
They were fun things to request, but if you were to read my entire list you would probably see that the truly important items came towards the end. I want our world to be at peace. I requested our kids to be happy and healthy. I asked for ckogtd parents and grandparents to become around us for several years ahead. I asked to be able to enjoy my children as well as their children, and I wanted to continue to be crazy about my partner just as much as the day I married him.
After that fun exercise, we all sat down to discuss whatever we wanted and exactly how we will get it. No matter what we asked for, all of us agreed using one thing — whether you think in Santa or otherwise 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 is the limit!