The Santa Myth.

I remember when I was a kid I fell for the Santa Claus deception and how hurt ,stupid,and betrayed I felt once I found out that it was all fake, just a myth that all adults were in on. It was the first time I found out my mother had lied to me, purposely deceived me and I was heartbroken, crushed, and felt like such a fool. I really fell for it, I actually was dumb enough to believe it and then my whole world just fell apart all around me and I felt so cheated, so betrayed, How could she have kept lying to me all these years? Even as I got a bit older and started to have doubts my older cousin told me one Christmas morning that she actually saw little reindeer footprint marks on the snow on the roof so then I started to believe again because certainly she wouldn't lie to me; I looked up to her and trusted her and idolized her, and, afterall, she wasn't an adult, she was a teenager....

  But I eventually found out the truth, somewhere around age 9 or 10 and I  felt so deceived....and then I proceeded to go around the school yard telling everyone I knew that it was a complete and utter hoax, a myth, just some story the adults made up to trick us, and I got into alot of trouble, but the truth had to be exposed afterall, and I didn't want any more kids to be deceived like I was. As for my own kids, I never wanted to deceive them and have them feel lied to like I was so I never told them the Santa myth. They still had stockings on Christmas filled with goodies but they always knew the honest truth where they came from and they knew right from the beginning that Santa was just a legend. I swore I wouldn't ruin my own kids' childhood by lying to them and having them believe in something and thinking it's true only later having to disclose it was a lie all along. What if they thought the same thing about God then,too, and weren't able to believe anything else that I said, thinking everything was a lie,too?

  Funny as well: the Christmas song The Most Wonderful Time Of The Year there's a part that goes, it's the hap-happiest time of the year.... and the 11 year old thought it said, it's the half-happiest time of the year, and the 22 YR old's BF  and his family don't celebrate Christmas either, so coming here this year will be a whole new experience for him so I hope he enjoys it.