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Holiday Wishes

This Question for you is optional:
How old were you when you found out there was no Santa Claus? How did it affect you? Do you remember how you found out, or who told you there wasn't a Santa Claus?

When I was 7 yrs. old, my brothers told me there wasn’t a real Santa Claus. I ran to Mom and asked her if it was true. She told me it was true, that Santa didn’t exist. I wasn’t ready to hear the truth.

The only thing I want for the holidays is for all of you and yours, and my family to have a much more peaceful and better 2012 year. Hope none of you fell victim of the commercialism of Christmas!

I'll leave you with two of my many favorite Holiday songs sung by an incredible little 7 yr. old girl and Susan Boyle.

Oh Holy Night

All I Want for Christmas is You

Merry Christmas! Happy Holidays! Happy Hanukkah!


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Dec. 25th, 2011 09:33 pm (UTC)
I remember feeling a terrible sadness when I was told the truth; the kind of sadness one feels when losing a loved one, and since that Christmas so long ago, I've carried every Christmas the same sadness I felt that day.

I suppose I would never have felt as I did that day, if I hadn't been led to believe in Santa from the beginning. Perhaps the best way of dealing with the Santa Claus myth is to handle it as your parents did.

After giving more thought, I must say that Christmas isn't about Santa Claus after all, but about Jesus Christ, and this is all that matters.

Edited at 2011-12-25 10:24 pm (UTC)
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Dec. 25th, 2011 10:26 pm (UTC)
I know I have mistletoe around here. I'll be right back just as soon as I find it, 'cuz I want that smooch!!
Dec. 26th, 2011 02:49 am (UTC)
Not being a Christian, I always knew he never was real. Not just in America. I came here when I was 8. There is a version of Father Christmas in many countries. Including Italy. One thing my mother always told me that never tell the other children he was not real. So I never did.

What confused me was one if the child did not have a fire place, how did he come in? Through the window? Also he would see gifts to his parents, given by one family member to another. The child received gifts from his parents. Where there separate gifts from Santa? Just wondered how parents explained him to kids.
Dec. 27th, 2011 06:52 pm (UTC)
The things that go into kids minds! I always thought there were two Santa's; one was fat, and the other was skinny. I found the fat one as jolly looking as could be, and preferred he would be the one to bring me my toys. But then I’d find myself not wanting to hurt the skinny Santa’s feelings, so I’d ask him to bring me my toys.

You sure were a good little girl by not telling still believers that Santa wasn't real. :o)

I hope you and yours will have a happy and peaceful time during these holidays!
Dec. 26th, 2011 03:24 am (UTC)
Your brothers were wrong!
There is a Santa, He is alive and well. This is old, 1897, but still as true as the day it was written. Too many have forgotten this article just as they have forgotten the true meaning of Christmas.

"DEAR EDITOR: I am 8 years old.
"Some of my little friends say there is no Santa Claus.
"Papa says, 'If you see it in THE SUN it's so.'
"Please tell me the truth; is there a Santa Claus?


VIRGINIA, your little friends are wrong. They have been affected by the skepticism of a skeptical age. They do not believe except [what] they see. They think that nothing can be which is not comprehensible by their little minds. All minds, Virginia, whether they be men's or children's, are little. In this great universe of ours man is a mere insect, an ant, in his intellect, as compared with the boundless world about him, as measured by the intelligence capable of grasping the whole of truth and knowledge.

Yes, VIRGINIA, there is a Santa Claus. He exists as certainly as love and generosity and devotion exist, and you know that they abound and give to your life its highest beauty and joy. Alas! how dreary would be the world if there were no Santa Claus. It would be as dreary as if there were no VIRGINIAS. There would be no childlike faith then, no poetry, no romance to make tolerable this existence. We should have no enjoyment, except in sense and sight. The eternal light with which childhood fills the world would be extinguished.

Not believe in Santa Claus! You might as well not believe in fairies! You might get your papa to hire men to watch in all the chimneys on Christmas Eve to catch Santa Claus, but even if they did not see Santa Claus coming down, what would that prove? Nobody sees Santa Claus, but that is no sign that there is no Santa Claus. The most real things in the world are those that neither children nor men can see. Did you ever see fairies dancing on the lawn? Of course not, but that's no proof that they are not there. Nobody can conceive or imagine all the wonders there are unseen and unseeable in the world.

You may tear apart the baby's rattle and see what makes the noise inside, but there is a veil covering the unseen world which not the strongest man, nor even the united strength of all the strongest men that ever lived, could tear apart. Only faith, fancy, poetry, love, romance, can push aside that curtain and view and picture the supernal beauty and glory beyond. Is it all real? Ah, VIRGINIA, in all this world there is nothing else real and abiding.

No Santa Claus! Thank God! he lives, and he lives forever. A thousand years from now, Virginia, nay, ten times ten thousand years from now, he will continue to make glad the heart of childhood.
Dec. 27th, 2011 06:56 pm (UTC)
Re: Your brothers were wrong!
That was truly lovely, daddy! Thank you!

May you and yours experience much peaceful and much love during the holidays!
Dec. 26th, 2011 03:43 am (UTC)
Merry Christmas! :)
Dec. 27th, 2011 06:44 pm (UTC)
Same to you, and I hope you had a wonderful and peaceful Christmas!
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Dec. 27th, 2011 06:43 pm (UTC)
I think it's good for little kids to believe in the fat and jolly Santa, but when we grow up, we should see Santa and the holidays as you've expressed here.

Hope you and yours had a very peaceful and meaningful Christmas!
Dec. 26th, 2011 03:13 pm (UTC)
Merry Christmas sunshine! :o)
Dec. 27th, 2011 06:38 pm (UTC)
Same to you, Sweet Pie. Hope you had a peaceful and happy Christmas!
Dec. 26th, 2011 06:00 pm (UTC)
I don't remember the age. Maybe eight? Nine?

Still, my mother sat me down at the table and explained it. I took it rather well, I think. There was no crying, no anything. I went on to ask if this was true of the Easter Bunny and the Tooth Fairy, and she said yes.
Dec. 27th, 2011 06:37 pm (UTC)
Oh those memories! I'm glad you took the truth with a stiff upper chin!

Come to think of it, I not only bawled like crazy to find Santa didn't exist, but I did it all over again about the Easter Bunny! Can't recall crying about the Tooth Fairy; perhaps it was because I'd already lost all my baby teeth. :o)

Dec. 27th, 2011 05:39 pm (UTC)
Late but Merry Christmas, love.
Dec. 27th, 2011 06:58 pm (UTC)
With much love I wish the same to you, my little Penguin!
Dec. 27th, 2011 08:35 pm (UTC)

It's funny that you asked this question because I was just thinking about that the other day. I think I was around seven years old as well when I started to realize that Santa wasn't real. When I was little my mom would take me to the mall to see Santa Claus and tell him what I wanted for Christmas. Each time Santa looked a little different :-). One year I smelled alcohol on Santa's breath. The next year Santa appeared to be a 5'3" Asian man LOL.

I also wondered why my mom and dad would spend so much time shopping around Christmas for presents when Santa would just bring them for free. My parents also separated and divorced and I had to deal with a lot of adult issues early on in my life. So that kind of changed my thinking about certain things.

Every child should have that time in their life where they believe in Santa Claus and the tooth fairy etc. I miss those days where things were so simple. I have great memories of Christmas as a little kid. I remember being so excited waiting for Santa to show up I could barely sleep the night before.

Childhood is really the only time in a person's life where they truly believe in magic.

I hope you had a wonderful Christmas & that you have a great new year!
Dec. 29th, 2011 11:57 pm (UTC)
I don't know why so many childhood memories have been coming to me. Looks like you've been thinking the same. :o)

How funny that you encountered so many different Santas, even one who smelled of alcohol! How I wish I could have had one more year believing in magic and fairy tales.

You're right, all children should experience all those wonderful things.

I hope you also had a nice Christmas, and I hope this year brings us all lots of hope, peace and happiness!
Jan. 10th, 2012 10:05 pm (UTC)
I can't remember how old (5?6?)I was but one night before Christmas I happened to be awake and saw my mother walk by my bedroom door with "Santa-wrapped" presents. I thought it was just a coincidence that the wrapping paper was the same as Santa's. But the next morning, I had my proof when all the Santa-wrapped presents were tagged as being from Santa, not Mom and Dad.
The following summer, during a lazy day, I told my mother that I knew that Santa wasn't real. And my mother said, "Well, who told you that?" Which merely confirmed it. I said, "You did." Then I can't remember the rest of the conversion but I decided that day that I would pretend to still believe in Santa until I was too old (a teenager, lol) to be believing in it since it would give other people more pleasure to give anonymously.
It didn't affect me negatively or at all really.
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