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…to OakHaven Parents 

CAUTION:  This letter is R RATED—for adults only!

NOT FOR CHILDREN’S EYES !!!! 

The dreaded questions came much earlier than we expected.  We thought we had at least another year or two before we had to deal with it.  But she had just turned five when she hit me with it head on one day.  “Mom, is there really a Santa Claus?”

Of course it was a time when Fred was at work so my panicked looks found no help. I tried the ploy that had worked so well several times before, “Gosh, honey, what do you think?”  No luck.  I could see the determination in her eyes.  She’d heard too many whispers and giggles from other children now to fall for my dodges.  I knew the look.  She was not going to let this one go until she had an answer.

In a split second, my mind went on overload thinking about how we don’t believe in lying…and how much fun this cultural character is…and how I’m not ready for her to pass this growing up milestone…and how would she react…and what would our Christmas be like now…and…and…and…

So, as is my habit, I asked for guidance and looked deeply into my heart for the answer to this dilemma.  And instantly, as is His habit, a peace flowed through me and overcame the panic.  The words began to come, without premeditation, without rehearsal.

“Sweetheart, if you are asking me if there really is a fat man who wears a red suit and has a fluffy white beard and who lives at the North Pole and drives a sleigh pulled by reindeer and whose name is Santa Claus, I must tell you the truth that I have never met him or seen him for real.” 

“But, my precious daughter, here’s what I do know for sure.  The spirit of Santa Claus is very real.  You know how the story goes that all year long ‘Santa’ and his helpers are filled with joy and fun as they work hard to make gifts for people.  And he never, ever asks for anything (except perhaps a cookie and some milk) in return.  He doesn’t even stay around for us to tell him thank you!”

“So, my love, we have lots of fun telling stories about this funny guy coming down chimneys.  But I know in my heart that the real “Santa Claus’ is all the love and unselfish giving that you do and that your friends do and that your daddy and your grandma and everyone around us do every day.”

“So, what do you think, sweet daughter?  Is there really a Santa Claus?”

“Yes, Mom.  Right here,” she said, grinning knowingly and pointing to her heart.

And we giggled the rest of the evening as we wrapped the Christmas gifts, knowing that we now shared a very special secret.

“MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL

            AND TO ALL

        A GOOD NIGHT!”

                         With love,   Judy

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