December 5th, 2021
Santa came into work today.
He just showed up. He stopped by every table. He talked to every kid. He took a photo with anyone who asked. He carried sacred sleigh bells.
I didn’t call him. No one did. He was there, and then he wasn’t.
It was just really nice to get a reminder that there are still people out there who care about keeping magic in this world.
I don’t know about you, but I’m exhausted.
I think that life has become the most difficult for the people who can’t stop caring. Even the people I get so mad at, so upset over, I still care about. I will talk shit about someone and then give them a hug and I’ll mean it.
Like Santa, I just want people to remember there’s still magic here. And there are people who think magic is stupid and that is why I get so tired.
If you’re struggling today, I care about you. If you’re looking for magic, I’m right there with you. If you’re one of those people I’m frustrated or upset with, I still love you.
And I don’t care if you care, but sometimes it just feels good to get the words out.
Take a moment right now and look out your window, up at the sky.
Santa’s out there.
And so is magic.