One Christmas Eve, when I was four, I woke up in the middle of the night to see the backside of Santa while he was putting presents under the tree. I never saw his face. However, I was so in awe of the fact that Santa and my Papaw wore the same brand of blue every day pants. I found it even more intriguing that Santa had a white paint circle on the butt of his britches just like my Papaw did. I begin to think that I was special enough for Santa to paint his sleigh(before his trip)the same color Papaw painted the lawn furniture. It let me know Santa was a hard worker. As I looked down at Santas feet, I saw he had the same pair of church shoes that Papaw had. It let me know that Santa was a praying man and man of faith just like my Papaw. After seeing Santas shoes, I closed my eyes and drifted back off to sleep. The next morning, after opening my presents, I saw something sticking out from under the snow skirt of the tree. It was the little purse that I had seen in a store two days before Christmas. That purse was what I wanted the most. Across the front it said Jesus Loves Me it made me feel so special because the only person who knew I wanted that purse was Papaw. And two days before Christmas, Papaw found a way, not sure how, to get the message to Santa about that purse! I love you Papaw! You are so special to me đ
Posted on: Wed, 24 Dec 2014 20:43:23 +0000
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