08 Dec 2015, 9:21 pm
My best memories are of Santa Clause. I still remember how I found out that Santa didn't exist - it was when I found out there was no Tooth Fairy........it was early morning and I had just lost a tooth the night before and put it in an envelope under my pillow. I usually was asleep, but this morning I happened to not be when I heard someone come into my room, come over to the bed and put their hand under my pillow and take the envelope. Of course, I was scared s**tless, but I just had to try to get a glimpse of what the Tooth Fairy actually looked like. And do you know who the Tooth Fairy resembled? My Mama! 
I just laid there traumatized. Then I put two and two together and thought that that must mean there is no Easter Bunny either! And what's worse, is that meant there was no Santa! NO SANTA! I cried for hours and hours. Then I was mad...really mad. 
But do you know what? I got over it and to this day the memories of believing that Santa was coming, lighting the red Christmas candle so he could see, setting out cookies and milk and writing my letter to Santa about all the things I wanted have become some of the greatest memories I have of my childhood. I can still remember this one night that I couldn't sleep and I kept getting up and going to the bathroom, but who was I fooling? I didn't have to go to the bathroom - I was trying to see if Santa had shown up yet. I must have went to the bathroom a hundred and one times and every time I looked downstairs I would keep seeing the red light from the candle and the glow on the tinsel of the Christmas tree, but NO PRESENTS! Then I woke up and realized I must have been asleep for just a few minutes and surely I didn't miss seeing Santa. So I got up again to go out into the hall and when I looked downstairs I saw loads of presents everywhere! One in particular still stands out to me because the background was black and you hardly ever see black Christmas wrap. Ma had actually waited the whole night until I had went to sleep for those few moments and she snuck down there and set up all the presents and even ate the cookies and milk that I had left behind just so I could believe in a Santa Claus! That still brings a smile to my face even after all these years. Good times.
Thanks Ma! 
