I originally wrote this post down on my editorial calendar with the intention of making it a humorous piece. What does this twin mom want from Santa? In light of the recent tragedy at Sandy Hook Elementary School in Newtown, Connecticut, I decided to take this post a different direction. It just seems appropriate.
I have been so very good this year. Or, at least I have tried. I have tried to not yell at my kids. I have tried to be the best mommy in the world. I have tried to protect them from the evil in the world. I have tried to teach them right from wrong and how to be polite. I have tried. And, a lot of times I have failed.
Last week, twenty little children lost their lives because of a crazy gunman. They were in a place that should be safe. A safe haven for learning. A safe haven from the outside world. Instead, they were not given a choice to grow up. They were not given a choice to become who they were meant to be. The question is why. I know, Santa, that is a question for God not for you. There are twenty sets of parents who have to spend Christmas without their babies. Twenty families too many.
I was going to ask for a bunch of gifts this year. Fun things like a brand new iPad and a Keurig coffee maker. I don’t want those things anymore, Santa. I want you to bring peace to those twenty families. I want you to hold them close and let them know those children didn’t die in vain. I want you to return my presents to the store and instead dole out peace to the world.
I want safe schools Santa. I want my kids to grow up like I did… not having to worry about bad people or bad situations. I want to be able to take my kids outside to play and not have to worry who is nearby or what might happen to them. I want to be able to drop them off at school and not worry if they will be alive when I come back to pick them up.
I want happy and healthy kids. I want kids worldwide to be safe from harm, whether from strangers or family members. I want kids around the world to be given a chance to excel and succeed in whatever they choose to do.
Santa, for Christmas, I just want the world to be right again.
I want there to be peace throughout the land.
I want all children– including mine– to grow up without fear. To grow up to be what they are supposed to be.
So, Santa, don’t bring me anything this year. All I want is peace.
Hi! I found you on the blog hop and am your newest follower! I was kinda sorta hopin’ that you’d pop on by and follow me back!
Now, if Santa could only drop that down the chimney, this world would be perfect…. 🙂
Thanks for the Christmas wishes and no worries, you are not the only one who has been to busy to do much reading.
You have no idea how much I love this. I’m actually sitting here watching the news as they remember the kids who lost their lives one week ago & I’ve been crying my eyes out since they started putting the kids faces up on the screen. Wouldn’t it be wonderful if NOTHING like that ever happened again?