Tag: santa
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: the case for santa claus :
The truth is, I harbor a deep, undying hope Santa is real and have for my whole, entire life. There, I’ve said it and I’m glad. You’re welcome to mock and scoff, because I know it’s dumb. My sister outed Santa when I was only 6 and she left absolutely no room for doubt. After […]
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: carpe noctem* :
Regardless of how old we get or how cynical we become, there is wonder in Christmas Eve. A vestigial, unshakable innocence held over from childhood. In the utter stillness beneath a sky glittering with stars, we marvel at the vast, infinite splendor of the universe. What’s out there? Who’s out there? What mysteries lie beyond the constellations […]
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: santa isn’t a mind reader :
He doesn’t have a crystal ball, either. You need to tell him what you want for Christmas, otherwise Santa will use his own judgment. Are you good with that? Are you comfortable letting an elderly hermit whose closest friends are elves select your presents? I don’t think you are. He’s a great guy, generous to […]
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: when autumn becomes winter :
Have you noticed how winter tiptoes in during the dead of night, quiet as a fog? You’re lulled to sleep by the soft plash of raindrops and wake to, surprise!, a stark, barren moonscape outside your window. If you can see through the frost. Unlike a visit from Santa or the Tooth Fairy, though, it’s […]
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: giving up god for lent :
Why not candy, like a normal person? Or liquor or swearing or Facebook, something ordinary and reasonable? Well, I considered that route, but no. This year, I picked God. The whole religion thing is a quandary for me. I go back and forth, round and round. One day, oh, there’s a God, all right; He’s […]
the whirly girl 