Crepes and Confetti ... ribbons and cards... mistletoes and bells ...a glittering Christmas tree balancing a modest crib...cheerful carols on cold winter evenings...the scintillating star accompanying chrysanthemums in the courtyard...new clothes paired with fancy shoes... tempting aroma of cakes and treats is what Christmas has always meant to me!
And what glorified Christmas to me all these years...was a triumphant feeling of receiving gifts from my Santa... Every year I neatly wrote my Christmas wish on a hopeful piece of paper and kept it in my stocking ... I'd wake up in the middle of the night rubbing my eyes in a battle against sleep only to catch a glimpse of my hero...my Santa... but my smart Santa would enrapture me in angelic dreams as he would silently, humbly, unassumingly walk into my room and leave a gift by my bedside ... So what if I missed the rendezvous with Santa... he still brought a big broad smile on my face every Christmas morn!
I wonder now... If Christmas will ever be the same again... for I know my Santa has bid adieu to me forever.
And what glorified Christmas to me all these years...was a triumphant feeling of receiving gifts from my Santa... Every year I neatly wrote my Christmas wish on a hopeful piece of paper and kept it in my stocking ... I'd wake up in the middle of the night rubbing my eyes in a battle against sleep only to catch a glimpse of my hero...my Santa... but my smart Santa would enrapture me in angelic dreams as he would silently, humbly, unassumingly walk into my room and leave a gift by my bedside ... So what if I missed the rendezvous with Santa... he still brought a big broad smile on my face every Christmas morn!
I wonder now... If Christmas will ever be the same again... for I know my Santa has bid adieu to me forever.
But then as I sit reminiscing about the Christmas presents I received, as papa’s darling angel...the air around me fills up with a fragrance of sparkling joy and I hear my Santa whisper to me once again...He shares with me, the secret of his happiness, his zest in relentlessly working all year long only to bring smiles on faces of his angels. After being happy as a receiver for so long, my Santa now wants me to aide him, and discover the joy of giving...giving presents, sharing smiles, and filling lives with mirth and peace! My Santa has blessed me with gifts and sweet memories to last a lifetime...and now, as he says,
"it’s time to share them!"
"it’s time to share them!"
So here I come...tip toeing in my new garb...to share the message of love, the spirit of Christmas and make this time of the year ...special once again!
Love you Papa Santa!
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