In December 2014, these were my Christmas wishes I wrote about for Crossing the Streams. The first two wishes have been granted, but it’s debatable if Santa had a hand in them. When I re-read wish number 3, it makes my heart hurt and my eyes sting. Still waiting on that one.
Dear Santa, Jolly Old Saint Nicholas, lean your ear this way. If you are really coming to town, and you’re checking your list. Before you head right down Santa Claus Lane, I have a few things to ask of you. I’m not going to do the whole world peace type of thing, because A) I think that is impossible in our fallen world and B) I have no delusions that you are in charge of anything of the sort. I know there is a different “big man” in charge of that type of thing, and He has made it clear when and how our world will be redeemed. But if for some reason that “big man” has ordained you as the granter of wishes, I am sending you a few of my little desires. I am programmed to ask for three things but to only expect one, so here is my list for this year:
A full night’s sleep with no waking until morning. PLEASE! I have had one of those in 4+ years, so if you could somehow manage arranging my children sleeping through the night, my dogs not whining, my husband not snoring, and me not having to pee all in the same night, that would rock my world! And look, I’m only asking for one night. I won’t ask for another one for another 4 years if that’s what it takes. But dude, I could really use the sleep!
Someone to buy our house in Atlanta at a reasonable price. I mean you could probably kill two birds with one stone on this one. I’m sure you’ve got someone asking for a home in Atlanta, maybe even Dunwoody specifically. It’s a great home, especially for a young couple. It has tons of potential, too. Check it out on redfin and see if it fits the bill for anyone else on the nice list. I’m not sure I want anyone on the naughty list getting that house, because he or she’d just bulldoze it. And I don’t want any of this perfect timing stuff, I want it for Christmas (or at least the New Year). I’m not giving you credit if it happens after 1/1/2015.
A friend or family member to move to the South Bay of LA. Now, I’m not going to be picky here. I do have preferences and maybe a little bit of an order of preferences. Ideally, we’d like our best friends and godparents of our kids out here, Jen and Justin. I mean, we’ve been working on them for 3 years, so we’ve laid some groundwork for you. However, if they aren’t willing to budge, then we will welcome anyone else (wink, wink you know who I don’t want) with open arms.
So, Mr. Santa Claus, there you have it: my list. You’ve got 12 Days. Let’s see your magic!