Letter to Santa
Hello readers! Terribly sorry, that once again, I will have to blog twice on the same day.
For today's post, I am going to write a letter to Santa.
Some of you may be wondering why that is?
She's 28 years old. She's a mom. a wife. Why on earth does she need to write to Santa?!?!!
I will tell you why.
I have still believed in Santa Clause long after my older brother "ruined" it for me when I was 6 years old. He thought he was so clever in telling me something that he believed would crush my dreams. The reality of Santa, to me, is that whether or not the big guy in the red hat with a fluff ball is real or imaginary; it's the act of doing something for someone else and not even wanting to take credit for it.
On that note:
I can not thank you enough for our Christmas gift this year. We have been blessed with a beautiful baby boy, Nathaniel. Even though we should be saving our money more wisely, I have still went out and bought us all stocking stuffers. This year is mainly for our son. And every year onward will be mainly for our kid(s). For they are the joy that brings Christmas to life. I love Christmas and everything that it stands for. I want my son to believe in Santa in a way that teaches him that the real person or people behind it (mom or mom & dad) don't take the credit when it comes to Santa. And neither should our kids when they get old enough. I am also very humbled by the fact that all his grandparents live relatively close and by this time next year, we will be in a house of our own closer to family.
'Tis the season & Merry Blogmas!