Not so long ago, the mere thought of Christmas brought giggles of gleeful childish excitement and the thrill of snowflakes falling from a heavy sky. Sleigh bells, reindeer, and a jolly Ho Ho Ho, magically sprinkled our home with the spirit of Christmas. Whether we gathered around our own Christmas tree, or the one at my parents’ home, the spirit of Christmas filled the air and life changed for a little bit.
For just a moment, time stood still while the shimmering goodness of miracles, sparkling lights, and crisply wrapped presents tied up with ribbon revealed the love of family and faith. Did I believe? Oh, you bet I did. How could I not believe? I'd seen his face, smiling through the beard each Christmas at the local department store, and I knew beyond any shadow of a doubt that there'd been reindeer pawing our rooftop the night before, but there was so much more. . .
I had evidence of Santa's existence. I knew he was real, because right there in the midst of the cards on Christmas morning was a special card, gilded with gold, and lettered in a fine and delicate hand, “with love, Santa and Mrs. Claus. "
Can you honestly remember when you didn't believe, and once you'd been told Santa wasn't real, did you really accept that statement as fact?
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