Hi F&F,
I was an imaginative kid. I believed that many of the inanimate objects at home had very animated inner lives, and were really invested in the day-to-day activities of the family. There was also a cast of fantastical characters that included the usual suspects of Santa Claus, the Easter Bunny and the Tooth Fairy.
These familiar myths were deeply sowed in my fertile imagination by my parents and siblings. They were skilled at telling me stories about these fantastical beings; complete with very detailed descriptions of their personality traits, likes and dislikes, and job responsibilities. I was convinced my family had firsthand knowledge and personal encounters with them all. I thought it was fun and exciting. I believed in them all; for a while. I regret that it didn’t last longer.
Peer pressure in grade school compelled me to search for Christmas gifts around the house. I never hunted for presents, until my friends at school sent me on that fateful mission. I believed in Santa Claus. I understood Santa didn’t deliver gifts until Christmas Eve; while you were sleeping. I learned otherwise; when I discovered wrapped gifts in the basement cedar closet; one afternoon. I was about 8 years old. I regret looking for the gifts. I regret finding the gifts. I regret that a childhood myth was demystified; far too soon.
For this weeks entry I’m sharing an early picture of me and Santa Claus. I regret that I didn’t hold onto that relationship longer.
Peace,
ATreeGrowsinBklyn
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So sad reading this . . . childhood lasts only so long but the shadow of it casts such a long stretch. Such a sweet photograph, for so many reasons!
That is so true. I’m glad you like the photo.
Aw…..
Touching story.
Thanks, pix & kardz.
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This is touching and I feel for you. I found out pretty early about Santa and the lot… I thought it was pretty funny when I did but that’s me. Great photo! 🙂
I was a little disappointed when I learned the truth, but at that age the blow was greatly softened because the presents were still coming.
Beautfiul post that touches the heart. I’m trying to let my son believe in Santa for as long as I can…it’s part of the Christmas joy and magic. Stay blessed…
Thanks for commenting. I’m glad you will try to keep that part of the magical and miraculous season alive for your son.
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