posted on Dec, 14 2011 @ 11:23 PM
about the whole 'Santa' thing.
I'm almost 39 and I fondly remember the excitement about 'Santa's coming and you better get to sleep!' and the magic about that, trying to stay up
and hear the bells of the reindeer, etc. And dad going out at night while we slept and putting paw prints in the snow like the reindeer had been
there. Nothing like waking up at 5am on Christmas Day and running to the tree to see the stocking filled with toys and screaming in joy, "He came!
Santa was here! Mommy! Dadddy!" and I remember the smiles of love on their faces as me and my brothers would tear open our presents.
And yanno, when we got older and realized he didn't exist, it was fine. We weren't mad. We would love telling younger cousins etc about Santa as
well even as 8 year olds knowing better, etc. It's part of the magic of Christmas, just as the claymation show of Rudolph that Burl Ives sings songs
throughout. The Isle of Misfit Toys.
Driving around with the family in the warm car with Christmas toons playing while 3 feet of snow is on the ground and you drive around to see all the
lights and nativity scenes and how people have their houses decorated. The warmth of hot cocoa at home while old Christmas music from the 40's 50's
plays (again, Burl Ives, people like that). Picking out your tree, buying it, driving it home, setting it up, decorating while that same Christmas
music plays. Decorating your house. the excitement of the kids.
It's a magic time. I am even very warm inside from all those beautiful memories. And the best? Being in a loving environment with your family and
extended family, the hugs, the love, the warmth, the laughter and smiles and good food and just being with each other - while that same old Christmas
music plays. The smell of the house due to being decorated with the same decorations your parents got before you were born; like 40 to 50 year old
decorations and ornaments.
THAT is all what makes Christmas. For those who are religious, the midnight candle services on Christmas Eve, singing Silent Night as each person
lights their candle off their neighbor. Soon the whole church is glowing in candle light, soft song and a feeling of peace, good tidings and will and
I wish that feeling lasted all year long. There's something magical about Christmas; something that brings so much good - yet some people lessen it
by thinking it's about physical gifts.
what about the memories like what I have? Those are the best gifts ever. I can close my eyes at any time and KNOW that smell of the old ornaments
decorating the house at any time I want to have it. I can hear Burl Ives et al singing "Im Dreaming of a White Christmas" Bing Crosby, etc. I can
feel that warmth and love and peace and contentment inside me. THAT is the most priceless gift that keeps on giving.
I read on here people lessening that and I feel for them. I truly do. Christmas is what you want to make of it but really? I think everyone deserves
to feel the magic of the holiday. Even those who don't celebrate like Muslims or whoever else. They too deserve a time of warmth, love, peace,
tranquility. We're human. We all deserve that feeling.
I hope everyone has a blessed Holiday Season, no matter how you celebrate it.