Let Santa DO YOU!
I sometimes wonder if I really am Santa... I love to see the look in a child's eyes as they rip the wrapping paper from their presents on Christmas Morning. That's right, MORNING. Christmas Eve is for the Mommie and Daddy to spend with each other, inserting Tab C into Slot V... and then putting the toys together!
I am looking for the part of me that is missing... I need to be whole again. If my Wife walked through the door right now, it wouldn't work. That part of me is over, is dead. I need you to help me to believe that, to live that, to live again, to laugh again, to love again!