Letter to Santa

Dear Santa,

I hope you’re okay. As well as Mrs. Claus, the elves and the reindeer.

I do not know if you have been affected by the virus this year, and by asking me this question, I realize that it has been a long time since I last asked to hear from you. My wishlist is off to a bad start, you tell me. I’ll give it a shot anyway, hoping you’ll forgive my forgetting.

Despite everything, I think I have been good this year. I did well at work, you can ask my boss. At school too. If you want, I can send you my transcript. For the rest, I don’t know how you usually check, but I trust you.

As for the gifts that people usually ask you for, they don’t really interest me. I imagine our desires change as we become adults.

On the other hand, I would like to have a lot of health. Especially these days. Not that I haven’t had one in the last year, but I wouldn’t want to take my luck for granted. I prefer to tell you that at the very beginning of my list.

As much as you did not forget me last year for health, I would like you not to forget my family, my friends, my entourage, and even those that I do not know. I don’t think it’s fair that some people are sick, and some aren’t.

I would also like us to be able to take better care of our planet. It would help I think for our health. We really mistreat her on all sides, and despite the warnings we get, we don’t seem to react accordingly. Today I am in your hands, and it’s sad, because I really would have liked the preservation of our environment to be the result of a collective effort, without benefiting from any magical help.

I would also like you to help me find time so that I can do all the things that I never have time to do. I will not lie to you: I will take some of this time to indulge in some personal activities. But it’s mostly to be able to check in with people I love and don’t talk about often enough. I have never been able to explain this strangeness in this life, that of not taking good care of the beings that you are supposed to appreciate.

Since I don’t want to hide anything from you, I would like to find love. Love with a capital A. This is, I think, a very unusual request that I make of you here, but I honestly believe that you are the only person I can make it to. You who only want my good, and who judge me only by the good that I do around me. It is a felicity that I have already had the chance to taste in the past, and which I long to find again.

Finally, last request on my list, and I promise you this is the last, yet just as important as the others: I always wish I could continue to enjoy life to the fullest. Like I do today, and more! Do not take away my curious mind. The year that has just passed has not been perfect, far from it. It was a year marked by a certain loneliness forced by events, but which allowed me to get to know myself better. To better understand the limits that compose me. To unmask a new side of me in a way. And in that sense, never have I felt so alive and thirsty and hungry for life. This past year has allowed me to better appreciate the things around me, and even more those that I have lost. That we lost should I say.

man in summer

If you can’t get me even one of these requests, don’t worry. I’ll understand. It’s a big list. And you must be very busy, especially this year. In fact, to be honest with you, this is a list that I am a little ashamed to present to you. It’s up to me to work on this on my own to begin with.

I love you very much, and take care of you.

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