Dear Santa Clause,
Remember me? I was that little girl who loved you so much even though I was constantly crying and having mini panic attacks before seeing you. Even though I was constantly crying, just know that I had a great love for you that still lasts even today. I remember the Christmas Eve nights freaking out a little because I didn’t know if I was truly good that year, but you always treated me well and never gave me any coal.
I used to write letters to you all the time telling you what I wanted. I haven’t written to you in a very long time and I apologize for that. This letter I am not asking you for anything, but I am thanking you for everything you did for me and still continue to do even this day.
Thank you for always comforting me when I would cry in your lap. Like I said I still loved you so much. I honestly don’t know why I did cry. Thank you for taking your time to talk to me and for always being so kind. Thank you for your warm hugs that were always filled with much joy and love. Thank you for your constant care and love for me.
Thank you for making my Christmas mornings a wonderful sight to see. Thank you for all the toys and the other unnecessary things that I obviously didn’t need, but you knew they would bring me joy anyway. Thank you for all the candy you left for me in my stocking. Thank you for all the sweet notes you would leave me that brought me joy knowing you took the time out of your day to write them to me.
My wish list has greatly changed each year as I have gotten older. This year I ask for nothing for me, but I ask that continue to make all of the other little boys and girls happy with the joy and love that you always gave me. I ask for nothing because you continue to give me what I always wanted and never failed at making me smile.
As people get older, they stop believing, but I want you to know, that no matter how old I get, I will never stop believing in you. I will tell my children in the years to come how magical, loving, and caring, you always were to me and I know you will be the same to them.
I love you Santa and I always will.
By the way, I forgot to say, I saw Mommy kissing you one year, but it’s okay, I won’t tell.
The same little girl you always used to hear from