Dear Santa,

Poor Mrs. MamaKat has been sooo busy trying to get her Christmas gifts all made and ready (and then made again because of a “glitch” -- read here to get the story), but she didn’t leave us hanging and has given some great prompts to pick from this week….

Dear Santa,
I realize that I am a BIG girl now….but you know that I do still believe. Wow, who doesn’t believe in a chubby old fellow with a long white beard and rosy cheeks who loads us up with all the treats we want…? Santa, I think I have been a very good girl this year…well, I’ve made some boo-boos in the “relationship” department (between you and I, we’ve both made some mistakes), but we’ve worked through those and all is good there. And I guess sometimes I’m a little lacking in the parenting department (oh you know that I raise my voice a little too much at times—but geez, with 4 kids I HAVE to run a tight ship here). But for the most part, I am a very good girl… well, okay, you got me again, there are a few times that I went out and drank a few too many “adult” drinks and didn’t feel very good the next morning….
Santa, what I’d really like for Christmas is to feel some peace in my heart….. Ok, you got me AGAIN (how do you keep doing that), I do really want a CHI for my hair and some pretty diamond earrings and some new running sneakers so I can get back into my running (I promised my dad that I would run a 5K with him) and some girly/pampering items and a new laptop…. But above all of that, I want my heart to feel whole again. I’ve been struggling a lot lately with that…. I really miss my mom. I miss the companionship, friendship, support, shopping trips, dinner nights, and UNCONDITIONAL love. Yes, Santa…I am very grateful for my dad. I love him too and really don’t know what I would do without him. But you know how the mother/daughter relationship is…. And I.miss.that. I just want to be my old self again….. in everything. Santa, you know what I mean, I know you do!!
Anyway, I will leave you some really good cookies and a BIG glass of milk (sorry about this—but screw the new thing where parents make there kids leave fruits/veggies and healthy stuff, as to teach their kids “healthy habits”…I mean come on, we all know the real Santa tradition)…and I will even draw you a cute picture like I used to….

Love,
Mistletoe (like my mom used to call me) and Halfpint (like my dad still does call me)