Dear Santa,
I know this is odd that I’m writing you through my blog and not a traditional formal letter (which I might still end up doing just to be sure!), but there is something I wanted to ask of you. Something completely different than what you are probably used to receiving like toys and other similar gifts. What I would like from you is courage.
The courage to not be selfish with my feelings because I’m too nervous to tell someone I like how I feel about them. Or the courage to get out of bed every morning and taking on the day with motivation and drive instead of sleeping in like I normally do, which then leads me to missing out on many opportunities in life. That last one might not have anything to do with courage but I’m sure you understand where I’m coming from.
This year has been extremely difficult for me to process. I know I haven’t been as nice as I would like to be, but I also know that I haven’t been too naughty as well. Whatever your definition of naughty is, let’s hope I don’t get coal for Christmas this year. What I do know is that you know I’m almost always trying to work on myself to be a better person, and I’ll always continue that until my time is up.
I do find it much easier to write which is why I have a blog in the first place, not only because it’s very therapeutical for me, but let’s me express myself freely and hope that it reaches out to others who can relate, maybe learn from, or are at least entertained by what I have to say.
I want the courage to finally work on my passions and stay disciplined and continue them instead of constantly starting and stopping. I barely am able to blog on a weekly basis because I’ve just been so down lately.
Life is difficult, at least for me. But that doesn’t mean I’m giving up. I have dreams and aspirations I would love to achieve in the near future and not leave them where they have been since forever, which is in my dreams. I want it to be a reality because I am aware of what I can offer to those I care about. To be able to shed some light into this dark hole I’m in.
Anyway, Santa, Mr. Claus, if you’re reading this, and it’s not too much of a hassle for you to help me out just enough, I would forever be grateful. Because I know there’s greatness behind a lot of my intentions in this life. And I want to provide for my family so I can finally know what it’s like to live a happy and healthy life. Thank you!
Yours truly,
David