Year's like this I really wish I had more faith.
What I want really can't be wrapped up and delivered or carried to m in your bag and sled. What I want, Santa, is just love and courage and hope. I want to enter this coming year with the courage to make myself healthier and happier. I want love because, well, who doesn't want love? But really, I want to be able to spoil someone, to lavish affection on them, someone to laugh with and prioritize, someone who sees the best in me and desires me. And hope...I want hope most of all. I feel like I lack hope the most. If you gave me nothing more than hope I think that could shore up the pieces of my heart for another year.
Merry Christmas, Santa.