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Chocolate Santas

“And above all, watch with glittering eyes the whole world around you because the greatest secrets are always hidden in the most unlikely places. Those who don’t believe in magic will never find it.”                                                                                                                                                                          Roald Dahl


It was Christmas morning, December 25, 2012, and we’d just finished opening up all of our gifts. My son, Julian, was worried that I didn’t like my presents. I told him that I loved my presents, every single one, but especially the gifts from him.

He shrugged. “Well then, why are you crying?”

“Mommies like to cry sometimes, that’s all,” I explained, simply. “Mommies can be silly that way.”

Julian looked around the Christmas tree, found some chocolate, and said that the chocolate would make it all better.

“Yes,” I agreed, “chocolate always helps.”

“And don’t worry, Mommy, seriously,” Julian added. “I’m sure that God serves candy canes for Christmas up in Heaven. And if not candy canes,” he tilted his head in thought, “then maybe chocolate Santas instead.”

From our family to yours…Happy Holidays, 2017!

Just living is not must have sunshine, freedom, and a little flower. ~Hans Christian Andersen

I am a mother, a blogger and the author of the memoir Pitter-Pat: A Mother's Journey from Loss to New Life. I am currently in training to be a life coach through Martha Beck's Wayfinder Life Coach Training Program. I write about grief, love, and the beauty of new beginnings. My other interests are meditating, walking outside and doing pretty much anything that brings me closer to nature.


  1. Bev Donner
    December 23, 2017

    So special and yet so sad. what a special and understanding young man.

    • awakeningwildflower
      December 30, 2017

      Yes, my angel.

  2. Beth
    December 23, 2017

    Merry Christmas and a healthy 2018

  3. Erick
    December 23, 2017

    A very special Christmas story. Thank you.

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