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A loss of faith… never!!

October 12th, 2005 · 2 Comments

I was saddened today to read of a young 7 year old girl’s loss of belief…

Trina Blum writes in The Day has Arrived… how her daughter has worked out Santa is ‘not real’, and where the presents actually come from.  Oh, how sad! It really is like a
loss of innocence when they no longer believe.

There is a special
movie, Miracle on 34th Street, about Santa proving
who he is through faith (they use the ‘In God We Trust’ on the US dollar bill as evidence), and Santa (played by Richard Attenborough) restores a jaded mother’s faith and joy in life, and a little girl learns that dreams can come true if you really believe.  The most precious gift of all is something to believe in.

Santa has always played a large role in my children’s lives – as it did in my childhood.  Much more so than the Easter Bunny, or the Tooth Fairy – she was sooo fickle, after all! (I have to admit, though, to her visiting our house this week, and delivering up on the money, even though the tooth had come out without being noticed and was lost!!!)

I remember being in total denial when my mother finally told me ‘the truth’ about Santa.  I really did not believe her, and went back to her the next day when none of my younger siblings were around, to dispute the facts with certain facts of my own.  (I think I was about 10 or 11 year old).

And I have continued to have faith and believe in the joy of Christmas, and in Santa.  It has been one of the ongoing joys of motherhood for me (and for both Grandmothers also), that Santa visits this house once, twice, often three times each year… (depending on what time the goodies get here that were left under Grandma and Gran’s trees… Santa does like to make sure, after all!!)

My two older children realise, I think, how precious the Santa belief is, and have not
spoiled it for their younger brother.  They still get just as excited as when they were five years old!

Long live Santa Claus!

Tags: Why Did I Have Children?

2 responses so far ↓

  • 1 Maryanne // Oct 12, 2005 at 5:52 pm

    These are the beliefs that give our children their childhood. They are surrounded by experiences they keep close to their hearts. It does pull on the heartstrings a bit when they learn the truth. But this is just a transformation to the philosophical understanding they will develop as an adult. Hopefully, they will then pass these customs on to their own children.

  • 2 Karen // Oct 16, 2005 at 11:01 am

    Thanks Maryanne. It is the magic of childhood isnt it? And I guess that is why as adults we strive to give that magic back to our children… and in a way, that helps us to keep the magic and belief alive in our own hearts.

    Thanks for continuing the conversation!

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