I didn’t save my childhood Christmas lists, but for some reason my 1971 Santa letter has followed me ’round from house to house. Below is the Santa letter I penned at eight-years-old. I remember my mom giving us these adorable cards to write our Christmas wish lists on.
( My penmanship was neatest at 8 years of age) –
I’ve read the list above many times since 1971 always thinking what if…
My 2014 Santa list (written by my eight-year-old, inner-child) would look like this-
My 1971 Santa list, with a few 2014 inner-child edits-
Thank you. May you dream of peace on earth and in every heart…
2014 Inner-child Christmas Card rendered today after shopping and before giving art lessons.
My 1971 Santa list resulted in a pink stuffed dog named Charlie, a small zither and no rabbit. Our German Shepherd would have eaten it. 🙂
I still smiled wide every Christmas…my parents made Christmas wonderful whether we got our list or not.
Author of The Night Circus, Erin Morgenstern vividly paints all manner of fantastical imagery within her traveling, black and white-themed circus. The magical spectacle only appears during the darkest part of night. As you can imagine, there is a colorful troupe of carnival characters – each specializing in something extraordinary – one such person is a Fortuneteller. She reads tarot cards and sees into the beyond.
My delicate daughter bought her first set of tarot cards a few weeks ago. She couldn’t resist. Barnes and Noble cleverly places bewitching, giant red dots on sales merchandise. She has since been learning the way of the cards. I was her first reading victim. According to the cards: My present looks hopeful. My future looks either quite amazing or very frightening. The delicate daughter wasn’t sure which. I guess I’ll have to wait and see…
Thank you. May you dream of good fortune throughout your present and future…
Red card Jester created after speaking with my dad about his winning casino outing.