Christmas is always magical, but this year I want it to be uber-magical with extra sparkles & a sprinkling of gold dust. Why? Because I’m afraid it may be our last with Mademoiselle as a true believer.
Sara’s boy is just a year older than Mademoiselle. Online research suggest the average age of disbelieving is between 8 – 9 years old. *Gulp, holds back a tear*
Then again I am asking Mademoiselle to believe that Father Christmas is a man who surrounds himself with other magical elves & fairies, who travels around the world faster than the speed of light, carrying a sleigh which magically refills itself with toys whilst being pulled along by a group of mammals and lets himself into our house & eats our food all in the middle of the night. Ok, now that does sound weird, but that’s it in a nutshell.
But Father Christmas is based in fact. St. Nicholas was a real fella, providing gifts to the poor so there is some truth in that part of the story. But it’s the other elements that have added layers of “magic” to Christmas which makes the believing more complex.
Our magical elf, Ellis Elfington, reports their behaviour to Santa each night, according to Mademoiselle. Our trip to see Father Christmas is still the talk of the dinner table and opening the advent calendar and being one step closer to Christmas each day is so exciting !
Her imagination goes off at a thousand tangents at a gazillion miles an hour, a bit like a rogue firework. She still believes in fairies. In fact, if you ask her she is a fairy and she tells me tales of her adventures during the night.
But she does go to school and is influenced by her peers. So it may well only be a matter of time that she analyses the ‘magic’ and looks at it logically. But if this is our last year, I want to engender in her the sense that Christmas magic is actually within us all; the way we engage with others, our acts of kindness and the warmth of being with family and togetherness. So even if there isn’t a jolly man with a white beard climbing down our chimney his spirit would still live on.
Which is why this year I want to make sure she enjoys every minute of the magic of Christmas, embraces it and ignores the chatter of the playground. I’m not ready to say goodbye to Ellis Elfington, the flying reindeers or jolly old Santa and neither, I hope, is she.
* Headline Santa photo courtesy of Jonathan G Meath & his portrail of Father Christmas
Sara says “a piece of writing can convey information, knowledge, emotion; it can take us to places we’ve never been and change our world view. It can make us cry or it can make us laugh. It can challenge our perceptions, our misconceptions. It can teach us” – and I agree. She ‘prompts’ bloggers with a word and they write what it means to them. Some of the prompts do what Sara set out to do, they make me stop and think. So I’ve decided to give it a go.
Now, I don’t profess to be a seasoned, eloquent writer at all so use this #ThePrompt, as a springboard to discover those who are!