When I was in kindergarten my letter to Santa consisted of asking for a necklace for my mom, a knife for my dad and lots of surprises under the tree. I also promised to leave Santa cookies and milk, of course. All the kids had their letters’ and school pictures’ published in the Stilwell Democrat Journal. Every year I wrote to Santa. I still do. You’re never to old to converse with the bearded one. My lists of wants have changed over the years but, it still consists of asking for something for my family. Most of my wants aren’t on the typical list of Christmas presents these days. Dear reader, here’s my letter to Santa for 2015.
Seasons greeting from my new home. This year has been full of ups and downs for me and my crew. Where to start? Let’s see… I got divorced again. It’s a good thing so don’t be sad for me. I was in a dangerous situation and am out of it now, safe. Since leaving I’ve been healing and, I have been working on figuring out who I am. The kids are living with me three days a week. It’s better than where we were last year at this time so I’ll take it. Emma is ready for more Mom time but Cole is having a hard time defying his Father’s wishes. Brooke is living with her best friend’s family in Muldrow and comes to see me on the weekends. The kids overall are doing well. Grades and health are all good. My house burned in July so please make a note of our new address. I’d hate for you to drop in where there’s no home place. Again, we are all fine. No one was hurt when it happened. We were actually in Washington visiting my brother Erik and his family. It was a great trip despite the fire. Spending time with everyone was the highlight of the year. Mom and dad are good. The three of us lived in a hotel for a month until I found a house. It was interesting. Riley, Harley and Chanel got a taste of what apartment life would be like. I had to get out and walk them several times a day. It wasn’t bad at all. Mom and Dad are continuing to traveling in their RV most of the time. In fact, in January, they will be heading south to winter in Texas. Nanny is at the nursing home and well cared for. She just moved into the dementia unit. Now,she has staff trained in her specific needs on hand all the time. She doesn’t recognize any of us now. It makes me so sad because I remember how she was before this illness robbed her of her memories. She was one of the wittiest women I’ve ever known. On the upside, she is generally in a good mood when I visit her. I’ll take it. It’s a positive. I hope my letter finds you in good health and spirits.
My family is cruising to Mexico for New Year’s Eve. 2015 is getting a send off and a half. We are celebrating and welcoming a much brighter 2016. Maybe we will see you there? I’m sure you will be ready for a well deserved vacation by then. Mexico is always a good idea. I love the beach. Take sunblock if you go and your shades. The sun is a scorcher down there.
This year I don’t have too many things on my list for me. I’d love a new Louis Vuitton to replace mine that burned and maybe some gold earrings. I don’t actually need either one though. What I really am longing for is more time with my children, with all three of them. I’d love to have them all back in the same school too. This requires a lot of doings though and not just in my life either. If you could help make this happen I promise to be on my very best behavior all 2016. Maybe you could bring my parents continued good health? Please send some good cheer to my Nanny and some chocolate coconut candy. She loves that. Oh, one more thing…my bible burned. I’d like a new NIV one. The Bible app is ok but I like a book. Guess you could say I’m old school.
Best wishes to you and the Misses. I hope 2016 is a great year for all of us. Until next year, Merry Christmas Santa.
p.s. I’ll leave you cookies and milk as always.