Dear Santa Claus,
How are you doing? I pray this finds you safe and well.
As I write this, I know you were just spotted in the Amazon
Rainforest in Brazil. You’re expected to arrive in Bolivia shortly. I’m
envious. You’re still able to travel around the world. Many of us can neither afford
that luxury nor are we willing to take the risk travel holds today. I have no
doubt that you are vaccinated and boostered. We all know this pandemic is
nothing to play around with. I always air on the side of caution. Better safe
now than sorry later. Just make sure you keep a mask close in case you bump
into anyone along your trek tonight.
It’s been quite a year, Santa! After 2020 there was
expectation and hope that this year would move us past viruses and quarantines and
return us to a semblance of normalcy. That didn’t unfold in the way we’d
anticipated. We are still plagued with illness and loses, and things are far
from the normal we all remember. We now have Omicron, a new variant to the
virus, and more people are willing to put themselves and others at risk just to
prove a point that’s disputable. It’s a sad state of affairs, big guy, but many
of us are still holding out for a miracle of sorts.
On a personal note, I can’t complain. I’ve been immensely
blessed this year and I’ve tried hard to bless others as often as I’ve been
able. As a family we experienced a wealth of loss last year, burying more than
our fair share of family members. It was bad. This year we welcomed babies! Lots
of new babies. Life continues and it’s a choice whether we keep up, or not.
I don’t have a lengthy wish list this year, Santa. All I
want is to see loved ones safe and healthy. I wish for abundance and prosperity
for those in need and when you have a moment, blow some common sense though the
air for those who do most of their thinking without their brains. I’m grateful
to still be standing, Santa and I appreciate that I’m still able to do what I
love. Even when things got hard and all seemed lost, I continued to be blessed and
I don’t take that for granted. Some more of that would really be nice.
Lastly, some kid out there has a pony on her wish list
Santa. Please, don’t make her wait for thirty-plus years to get it. I’m still
trying to figure out your problem with giving a girl a stallion! Just imagine
what I could have accomplished if I’d gotten mine when I’d originally asked.
Keep your head down, Claus! We’ve missed you and we want to
see you again next year. Give the Mrs. my regards and kisses to the elves. Tell
Rudolph we know about that problem of his and we’re keeping him lifted in
prayer. That bright red nose is a dead giveaway! Booze rarely solves problems
long term, but I understand. Starting my day with a shot of bourbon in my
coffee had become a bad habit I had to break. Might I suggest organic juices
for our four-legged friend?
Continue to bless us with joy and love, Santa! I promise to try to
do the same.
Until next year,