Monday, 10 September 2007

Innocence

A Postsecret secret caught my eye today.



Not only does the little girl look STRIKINGLY like Joanne did at her age, but the words hit me so hard.

I believed in Santa till I was 11. Yeah, I was a loser. But my parents did such a phenomenal job at being Santa, that I just believed blindly. I was devastated when I found out that all of the stuff my friends told me was true…my parents were Santa and the Easter Bunny and the Tooth Fairy. Damn. That day sucked.

I snuck out of bed on Christmas Eve and watched from the little crack in my door as my parents took all of our gifts from their bedroom down to the family room. My heart was sinking, but at the same time, I was SO excited to see what was inside all of those lovely wrapped packages!

My parents made Christmas special EVERY year of my childhood and for that I am eternally grateful. I only hope I can do the same for my kids. Boy Oneder is now 11. I like to think that he still believes, but that would be ridiculous. Wouldn’t it? Pin It

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