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A Letter in My Outbox

Thursday December 23, 2004

From: Elenita
Subject: What I Want This Year
Date: December 23, 2004
To: santa @ northpole.com

Dear Santa,

I haven’t had anything to do with you since I was five years old, lip service and appearances aside, and I can’t help thinking that writing this letter isn’t the best way to rekindle our relationship. Honestly, I’d feel better about popping back into your life and asking you for something if I’d left milk and cookies out for you during those years when we weren’t talking—it seems rather ungracious.

But then again, I’m not asking for anything for myself. So maybe I don’t really need to apologize for writing to you; I need to find a five-year old still on good terms with you and see what advice they can offer. It’s really been too long since I’ve done this.

I’ll find them later. This letter is taking too long as it is, and if I don’t post send it soon, it’ll be too late for you to do anything about it.

So anyway, if you still remember how to get to my parents’ apartment after all these years, can you head over there tomorrow night and make my mom happy for the holiday? I’ve never been away for Christmas before, and even though I’m with family and having a really fun time with my cousins in Toronto, I could tell on the phone right now that she’s really kinda sad about the whole thing. She put up a brave front because this arrangement was her idea in the first place, but you could totally hear it in her voice.

She never expected that I would be the child who would go—and keep going—away.

If you could make her really, truly happy, that would be the best present you could give her—and me this year. Don’t worry about not having anything to leave under the tree; I already wrapped the green iPod mini she’s been lusting after, but you can totally sign your name on the card if it’ll make you feel better.

Say hello to the reindeer for me!

All my love,
Elenita

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