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Back in June, I wrote a post about telling the truth about fictional characters: Santa, Tooth Fairy, Easter Bunny, and if I was seriously deciding to encourage the fictional characters.

I think now I’ve come to a conclusion (which is subject to change as Zee gets older). I am not going to discourage her imagination.

In this world, we choose to believe in something: actual justice, pursuit of happiness, trickle down effect, so who am I to take that away from her?

Zee will have plenty of time in the future to learn how this wold really is. She’ll learn the great joy that this world can produce, and great sorrow that we inflict on others. I don’t feel that lesson has to start now.

When I originally wrote about this, I didn’t know how much she’ll understand of Christmas. I didn’t want her to walk away with grand ideas that someone who she doesn’t know, will never disappoint her. That’s a tall order to live up to.

I try to teach her that everyone is capable of mistakes and getting mad. No one is immune to getting hurt, and our actions will affect others (whether we realize it or not).

But instead of looking back on my childhood and the many stories I was told about St. Nicholas (from he’ll sit on you if you wake up in the middle of night on Christmas all the way to when you get really hot at night, Santa’s mad).

Harmless little lies that parents tell just to get their way for now may seem like you’re winning, but those are some of the memories children walk away with.

It wasn’t until a few days ago that I realize that I am the one who is showing her what Christmas is about. I am the one who is helping her shape her Christmas memories. Together as a family, we are creating new ones–happier ones.

So while I will never lie to her who Santa is, I won’t burst her bubble either.

She will be on her own journey, to discover truth from lies, facts from fictions, and there are conclusions that she will have to reach on her own.

My role? To hold her hand (for as long as she’ll have me) while she is taking those steps.

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