Of course I'm too old to believe in Santa....but, maybe

I love Christmas and I dearly love Christmas with Kalisha. I have all kinds of pictures of her as a child sitting on Santa's lap. We had a neighbor who was hired by many businesses in Fort Wayne to be their Santa Claus. he had a soft spot in his heart for Kalisha and would always make a stop at our house on one of his trips. She loved it.
She would also want to talk to any Santa she saw at a store or mall, as well.

 

She wrote a letter to Santa every year for as long as I can remember. In the beginning, she would ask me to write what she wanted and she would make some marks on it. But once she learned to write, she did it all herself. She would wait to receive a return letter from Santa in the mail. It would arrive just in time and make her very happy.  

She knows in her head there is really not a Santa at the North Pole, but I believe she wants to believe there is.

After all, the Christmas movies which invade our homes every year seem to imply that he is real, don't they?

Last week, when we were standing in the lobby of a movie theater to see Frozen, a Santa was walking around the lobby talking to all the children. Kalisha waited for a while trying to decide what she should do. Finally, as he walked near us, she had to talk to him a little bit; she couldn't resist.

We went to the Festival of Trees where there is a place to visit Santa. When we were there, he was taking a break. I think she was very sad that she couldn't talk to him.

She wrote her annual letter to him again this year.   And as usual, she received a reply.          

 

Is it age-appropriate? No. Should I allow her to do it? Maybe not, but Why not? We all need a little magic in our lives, don't we? If Kalisha wants to continue to believe just a teensy bit, in Santa, am I going to insist she face reality? Nope. Some days, reality isn't so much fun for her.