The day my
Daddy told me he was Santa Claus, he didn't shatter my innocence; he shifted an image.
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Perusing
Instagram I stumbled upon a picture of a woman face to face with her daughter.
The daughter's fingers touched slightly in a steeple, a common position of
prayer. And the caption read: I dare u
to look into your childs eyes and tell them "I Am Santa Claus".
Barring the
obvious grammatical errors in the meme—my BFF editor is cringing right now that
I chose to leave it captioned authentically—I was transported to a time in my
life when I first learned that My Daddy was Santa Claus.
I was no older than the little girl in this picture, my sister was barely a toddler. That Christmas
morning, our living room floor was cluttered from gifts. I don’t know if I was good or not that year, but Santa was surely good to me. I reveled
in the dolls, toys, bike, clothes and anything else I imagined.
