On a day that was meant to be relaxing and mellow, my husband announced that the time had come for us to clean out the garage. Seeing the look of horror on my face, he quickly rephrased his statement. Acknowledging 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 how to do, nevertheless it sounded much more appealing than washing the garage. In order to avoid feeling guilty, I went upstairs and attempted to do nothing at all
Several hours later, my partner arrived in to the bedroom using a smile on his face as well as a stack of papers in his hand. “Letters to Santa,” he announced. He dropped them on the bed and headed back towards the garage.
Because I began reading the letter our kids wrote many years ago, I couldn’t help but smile at how silly and gullible they were then and exactly how evolved and mature they have got become. Then I had a concept — why not get everyone to write a letter to Santa this season? It might be fun and interesting to find out how their wish lists changed because they have become up.
At dinner, I announced my idea and was happily surprised when my “gang” didn’t feel that I needed lost a marble or two. Afterwards, everyone disappeared to their rooms to compose their letters. Surprisingly, it took them a lot longer this time around.
When I read their “grown up” letters, it quickly became evident that the priorities have changed but their values haven’t. I found that toys were substituted for “boys” or “girls.” Getting good grades was replaced with acquiring a good solid degree. Health and happiness was a priority for those, and peace in the world was a significant concern. It warmed my heart to view that my hubby and i also did something right, we raised kids with good values and gold hearts.
My hubby and that i had similar requests of Santa. But I, of course, had many more. First on my own list was immunity from acquiring anymore pounds when i get older (enough is enough!). I want that awesome body I never had, the legs that turn heads, and 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 wish to be constantly, obliviously happy. And did I mention I want to be skinny?
These were fun things to ask for, but if you were to read my entire list you would see that the truly important items came right at the end. I want the world to get at peace. I asked for our family to get happy and healthy. I asked for ckogtd parents and grandparents to be around us for quite some time ahead. I asked so that you can enjoy my children as well as their children, and that i wished to continue being crazy about my hubby as much as the day I married him.
Following this fun exercise, we all sat down to talk about what we should wanted and just how we are going to get it. Regardless of the we requested, we all agreed using one thing — whether you feel in Santa or otherwise is irrelevant. The key is always to believe in yourself, then write down your list and go after it. Whenever you believe in yourself, the sky is definitely the limit!