I believed in Santa Claus for an absurdly long time – I was a true believer. I believed in spite of the fact that my younger cousin used to tell me that Santa Claus wasn’t real, but that’s the thing about believers, they have blind faith, they aren’t looking for proof or statistics, they’re going with their gut.
So imagine the kick in the gut that I felt on the day I found out that Santa wasn’t real. I remember it like it was yesterday. For some reason, for the first time I had the need to sit down and seriously ask my mother if Santa Claus was real…I think I was eight or nine. My mother was packing up Christmas decorations and I just walked up to her and said “is Santa Claus real?” to which she replied, “No sweetheart, he’s not.” I cried (more like sobbed) for a while. I was genuinely hurt, but to my mother’s credit, it was time for me to know the truth :-).
There was magic in believing in Santa Claus – yes the gifts played a large role, but believing was more so about an age of true innocence; not knowing the impossibility of a mythic figure that could visit every household in one night; not knowing the real sorrow that was in the world – that some families would go without gifts…there was innocence in believing that all was right with the world, as they say ignorance is bliss.
DS Download: I wanted to believe in Santa so badly. I wasn’t one of those kids that snuck around and looked for gifts, I just went along with the whole dog and pony show, and I’m so glad that I did. My memory of how strongly I believed in Santa Claus is what makes the season so special to me now – Christmas music (especially Nat King Cole’s The Christmas Song), snow, a fireplace, a Christmas tree – all take me back to a time when I believed in magic.
Although the child like belief in Christmas is long gone, the fundamental belief will never go away. A jolly old man might not visit every family, but when a person takes the time to donate a toy or a piece of clothing to a charity, a family reaches out to an estranged loved one, or a stranger’s random act of kindness puts a smile on a lonely person’s face…these are the tiny miracles of the Christmas season, it’s what Christmas is really all about.
– Here’s to Believers and enjoying the Christmas season. Hopefully we’ll all find something to do during this special season that might put a smile on someone else’s face.