This was published a couple of years ago, but Slate posted it again… A timely read, especially as we prepare for our annual and perhaps my husband’s least favored household activity: putting up our blue (for Hanukkah) holiday lights.
I’m not sure when I started to believe in Santa, exactly. But I sure liked it. And it’s silly, but I still kind of believe. I still like it, the thought of Santa.
“It’s always easier to want to believe in something than it is to say it never was true.”
I like Tobolowsky’s concluding thought on this sentiment, originally expressed by a six-year-old (!): It’s about hope.
“…the ability to believe is always present, always available. Belief gives us a power to see beyond the obvious. In the face of loss or disappointment, it is the source of renewal and endurance, the foundation of the science of second chances.”