Had you told me two days earlier that this would have been Christmas, I would have screamed in worried agony. I would have called it a failure and seen my biggest fear become a reality.
It’s the type of thing that most of us might be afraid to talk about – myself included. So let’s talk about it.
They’re looking down on me with a smile or making my ears ring from afar.
Honestly, kids aren’t the ones who need to pen letters to Santa Claus anyway.
When you stop believing, Santa stops coming, right?
“What time do you guys fight Santa?”