Go Ahead - Ask Santa

Some of you may be old enough to remember the Art Linkletter Show back in the 60's. Okay, so that definitely dates me, but one of the funniest portions of the show was always the segment entitled "Kids say the darnedest things". Children would be asked leading questions and, inevitably, would say something no one expected. I was reminded of that show when my friend, Amy, spoke with me today. Her son, Micheal, who is two, made his first "real" visit to Santa. Anxious to tell Santa exactly what he wanted, Michael climbed eagerly up on Santa's lap. A more cherubic baby you'll never see -- Michael has a head full of beautiful brown curls and pink rosy cheeks. He's a happy boy who is constantly smiling and on the go. When asked by Santa what he wanted, he looked to his mother. Amy whispered, "Tell Santa that you want a truck" and as an afterthought she said, "And peace on earth". Michael looked up and said, "I want a truck -- and pizza on earth!". Needless to say, Santa got quite a kick out of that. Amy laughed as she told me and then we thought about it. Pizza on earth...he might be onto something there. If everyone had pizza, there might just be peace. Kids say the darnedest things.

The Christmas Spirit

When it gets close to the holidays, I love opening my mail. It's not the usual junk mail and bills. The holiday cards start arriving and, with them, the pictures of our babies and children, with news of their year. It's the highlight of my day when I get to sit down and read over all of the cards. Today, I opened my mail and, as usual, posted all of the pictures of families and the children and cards on a wooden cabinet in the main hallway of our office where everyone can see them. As I got to the last envelope, I was disheartened by what I found myself reading.

Suzi and Jeff adopted Katie 11 years ago. When they decided to adopt again, along came Jillian, now a spunky 7 year old. Their family complete, they settled into what should have been an idyllic life. Then Jeff got sick. This year, the cancer that made Jeff so ill took his life, leaving Suzi to raise the girls by herself. To go through life, chapter by chapter, sharing the pain, the joy, the heartaches and the triumphs, only to be unable to finish the book is profoundly unfair. But, life isn't fair. Katie and Jillian are learning this at a tender age. This will be their first Christmas without their father there to put together toys or eat the cookies left for Santa.

Unfortunately, many of us have experienced losses that cause us to understand how precious life is. It's not a club that anyone wants to be in and, yet, only those who are in it truly understand. Suzi, I am supremely saddened by your loss and I pray that you, Katie, and Jillian will heal and receive blessings beyond whatever you thought possible after such a difficult time in your life. The holidays can be a tough time, especially so soon after you've lost someone you love. You will continue to see Jeff in each one of the girls as they grow.

Jeff, just like Suzi, wanted to be a parent and worked hard to achieve that goal. He had to leave too soon to see his girls learn to drive, go on a first date, or walk them down the aisle. But I am certain that he is watching them every step of the way and cheering every accomplishment from the sidelines. I'm sure he would say he is so proud of Suzi and his girls. I'm sure he would say we should all cherish our loved ones and never take them for granted. We should love one another and spread the Christmas spirit all year long. That's really what Christmas is all about. Rest in peace, Jeff.