All I want for christmas.

I watched this movie once upon a time. It was a sad soppy story that I must have watched by myself (I don't go around crying in front of people) It's about this boy who after losing his dad and having only his loving but overextended mother, desperately wished for a new father figure for Christmas. Of course it ended happily otherwise that movie would have made no sense. Christmas is the point of the year in which everyone believes in miracles. Life can change if we believe. "Yes we can" and what not.

When we were kids, anything was possible. We asked for the moon and at the very least expected to get bits of the sky. So when we wrote that letter asking for the world and then some, we usually expected to get it. From PSP's to parents to fighter jets to new houses. And every year when we didn't get what we wanted, we asked again and again and again. Children are resilient and have faith like that.

Then we grew older and our dreams changed. The doll house transformed into a sprawling farm house, the toy monster truck turned into a H3, Prince Charming turned into a real live executive and the PSP well, still remained a PSP.

If you are like me however, the older you get the more cynical you become. The letters to Santa or God become shorter and shorter.The sprawling house becomes a 2-bedroom apartment, the H3 becomes a Toyota or worse, the real live exec. becomes a mid-level accountant with barely any ambition. Finally, sooner or later there is no letter to Santa. Your faith dwindles and you avoid asking because you avoid disappointment.

We stop sharing our dreams not only with Santa and our friends but even with ourselves. We dare not dream lest we fail. But we don't all have to be like me. In fact, I don't have to be like me. I think there is still room left for us to pursue that child like faith and ask for the world at Christmas. We should still expect that miracle from God at least once a year. There are people out there who have asked and received. So why not you? why not me? Why can't I ask for the moon at Christmas and expect at least a slice?

What do I want for Christmas? Seeing as I am still quite averse to disappointment, I won't say it out loud. But I can tell you this. If my wish does come true, I might just write about it. Then maybe you can believe that yours can too.