Do you remember me?
I sat upon your knee.
I wrote to you with childhood fantasies.
Well, I’m all grown up now,
But still need help somehow.
I’m not a child but my heart still can dream.
I love the lyrics of this Kelly Clarkson’s song :). Christmas in my childhood days was spent with pile of gifts. Sometimes those gifts filled with my wishes, sometimes not. But it really does not matter. Accepting gifts in hand alone already made a smiley face. I do not remember whether I had really believed Santa Claus. I think I had. Me, my sister and brother. My sister even wrote a letter to Santa Claus and put it into a mail box located near our home. And my brother cried when approached by a black Piet ^ _ ^. Childhood days when we still believe in fairy tale is always delightful.
As children we believed
the grandest sight to see
was something lovely wrapped beneth the tree.
But, heaven Only knows
that packages and bows
can never heal a heart human soul.
Since I left my childhood days, my wishes changed, although yes, still want something for myself. Year ago when mom got sick, what I want for Christmas is her healthy, happiness for the family. But I realized I just don’t want to feel uneasy every day. My happiness wishes was only a desire for myself. Then mom passed away. And I met Him. It’s helped me get through this unpleasant change.
So here’s my lifelong wish,
my grown-up christmas list,
not for myself, but for a world in need:
Now my Christmas wish is that God gives His best for my life and the people I love.
No more lives torn apart,
and wars would never start,
and time would heal all hearts.
Ev’ry one would have a friend,
that right would always win,
and love would never end:
This is my grown-up christmas list.*
Merry Christmas to you all!
May the blessings of God be with us!
*My grown up christmas list – Kelly Clarkson