Wasn’t it beautiful when you believed in everything? Santa climbed down your chimney (or through your fire escape), brushed himself off, left you perfectly wrapped gifts, ate your cookies and then went off to the millions of other children all over the world in the same night. The tooth fairy flew into your room, collected your tooth and left you a gift of cash. Where did she store them all, what did she do with them? Why were your teeth worth so much anyway? 🙂 If you don’t stop misbehaving- that “Boogie man” he’ll get you. If you ate the seeds of a watermelon it would grow inside your belly.  At some point you learned the truth. You were forced to face the reality that all of these pretty, packaged stories were made up.  It was your rite of passage- a little glimpse of growing up.
If we allowed, life could jade us greatly. If we didn’t hold on to believing in a little bit of something. If you have children in your life, whether they’re yours or you love them like they are, there is a lesson we ought to learn. While we try to teach them all about life, our children teach us what life is all about. The little things that excite them, how their eyes fill with wonder, how they just trust. They trust other people. They believe what they have to say. They aren’t suspiscious. They don’t need to be. 
You may come to a point in your life where you aren’t exactly sure what is real and what isn’t anymore. You aren’t sure who matters and who doesn’t. What or who you should believe in. Sometimes your faith is tested. Someone might try to take your innocence. Please don’t allow it.
Be who you were before life started teaching you other lessons. 
Be sweet and gentle and trusting. Be kind and forgiving and graceful. Dance around if you like. Stare at something you find breathtaking.
Call your mom and tell her you need her if you do.  

Jump up and down when something you want to happen, does.
Allow yourself to throw a tiny pity party if it doesn’t. It’s okay.
I always had something to say. They couldn’t get me to stop talking…I put on shows and told stories. I guess not much has changed 🙂 I still have a lot to say, which is what keeps me writing. There are some things I wish I had said differently lately to be better understood. I can only trust that the “me” before is always enough.

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