Letter to Santa

Dear Santa,

I know it’s been a few years since I’ve written, but hear me out: I grew up and somehow let the world convince me that you don’t exist. Silly, right? It’s a thing that happens to the best of us though.

Now that I’m in my mid-30s I like to think I have some things figured out, not least among them is the meaning of Christmas. I know people generally talk about this in some religious sense, but I don’t, as I don’t subscribe to any particular religion. I know that the concept of Christmas was borrowed from the pre-Christian festivals of Yule and Saturnalia and others celebrating the Winter Solstice and the return of the sun. It’s been speculated that the actual birth of Jesus happened in the spring, based on the location of the star and the animals in the barn and… you get the idea.

What was I talking about? Oh, right, the meaning of Christmas. As you know, when I was a kid I was all about the presents. Barbie dolls specifically. I’d like to thank you for bringing me so many cool ones and saving me from myself when I asked for the lame ones. Malibu Skipper who, amirite?

Now that I’m older and wiser, I know that giving is more important than receiving, and the best gifts don’t have a price tag. That’s not to say that I don’t appreciate a thoughtful gift, but I’m a lot less concerned with getting stuff. Unless it’s makeup, but that’s another story.

However, there are some things I’d like to ask you for this year; the first is some patience. Since you’re always watching you know that this is something I lack almost entirely. I’ve continually tried and failed to cultivate this on my own, so I’m hoping you can hook me up.

I’d also like some self-restraint. I find that the older I get, the less I’m able to tolerate stupidity, ignorance, things like that. I know that verbally abusing people isn’t good or helpful, and sometimes I just can’t help myself. Just like patience, I’ve tried to learn this skill on my own and haven’t been able to manage it. I’d be so happy if I could wake up on Christmas morning with this skill in place.

Lastly, I’d like to ask for some better time management skills. I’ve been working on this my entire life, and while I’ve made progress I still don’t manage to make the most of the time I have. I mean, take this letter for example; we’re less than two weeks from Christmas, and I’m just getting around to sending my letter to Santa. Help me get my life together!

Thank you so much for reading this Santa. Merry Christmas!

Love,

Teresa

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