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Monthly Archives: December 2013

Dear Santa,

This year, I would like to ask for something a little different.  This year, I would like to believe in six impossible things.  Just six.  It’s not a lot if you consider how many impossible things there are to believe, and how many people there are who believe in them.  In Through the Looking Glass, the White Queen told Alice that she could not believe in impossible things because she had no practice.  “Why, sometimes I’ve believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast,” the White Queen says.  I want that sort of optimism.  I want to believe in fairies, unicorns, true love, jackalopes, psychic powers, and the Wizarding World of Harry Potter.  I want to believe that our court system is always just, that kindness is always repaid, that all you need is love, and that somewhere in the world there are dragons and elves and the Loch Ness Monster.  I want to believe in visitation from grey aliens, Mulder and Scully, that friendship really is magic, in faster than light travel, and Dr. Who.  I want to believe in ghosts, vampires, honest politicians, and peace in the Middle East.  I want to believe in perpetual motion machines, cold fusion, and a future without pollution or hunger or AIDS.  I want to believe in you, Santa, and I want to believe in hope.  I want to believe that there is a reason I exist and a reason for all the pain and suffering in the world.  I want to believe.

Santa, am I asking too much?  I’ve tried so hard to be a good person this year, to do what I felt was right.  Just six impossible things.  Or even three; I don’t want to be too demanding.  Thanks for listening.

Yours Always,