Holidays are always hard for me. I’d like to blame it on my “broken” life as a child – but we all know that’s a load of crap. Yes I am broken, but who isn’t? It would be nice to blame it on my parents – aren’t we supposed to blame everything on them? But – oh wait, no, that too is a stinking pile. They actually are pretty awesome people. It’s just me and my belief system. Silly old me: I still believe in Santa.
So here lies my dilemma with this holiday season. I will not go further into my beliefs here, as it’s a big steaming discussion to have on the internet. Well, anywhere but in person to be frank. In our house, we “do” Santa. Before kids I was against this. Then suddenly I was transported into the Spirit of the Season philosophy, and Santa became part of that, and it was all okay. So Santa comes to our house, what of it?
It’s just confusing to explain to a kid who has friends that do not celebrate holidays – why Santa comes here but not to their house. Or why Santa is called Sinterklaas in Holland and comes on December fifth, but here in America he comes on the twenty-fifth. Oh and wait, yeah, in Mexico it’s on, what? The sixth of January is it? And it’s called something like Three Kings Day? And no, Santa doesn’t bring goodies, but the Reyes Magos do? So confusing for little ones.
Or big ones for that matter. My kids aren’t by any means “little” anymore. Yet they want to believe. They love the Spirit of the Season I’ve spun for them. After all I’m a word smith so I can spin a pretty good story.
I’ve asked my kids that if they or their friends begin to concede to the popular anti-Santa belief, to remember the love and giving that is intended by it. Is this wrong of me? Is it cheating them? A lie by omission? Or is it keeping the Spirit alive. So we can keep the wonder in the little ones eyes for that much longer. Help them to know that Santa, really, is about caring, love and giving. Of yourself, your time, whatever you have to give. Santa is more of a personification of a greater good than just a made up person.
I dunno. Maybe I’m just too broken to have the “right” answer. Hmm. Your thoughts?