Once again for this time of year, I know you’re quite used to people writing to you asking for things. My letter will be, once again, different.
I am writing to thank you for all you have done for me throughout the years.
When Larry decided to portray you, I was happy he found something to keep him busy during the months of November and December. Little did we know that his portrayal of you would become something much deeper for both of us. The men who portray you are often incredible people who set aside their lives to portray you, and eventually their lives are shaped by you and what you represent. Many of Larry’s friends and mentors who don the suit of red have become good friends, mentors and spiritual advisors to me. The men who portray you are often incredible people who set aside their lives to portray you, and eventually their lives are shaped by you and what you represent.
It never ceases to amaze me. And those that remain in my life have been blessings to me – I am reminded of your giving nature and love in their actions. My faith in humanity is refreshed when I am with them.
Your biggest and best gift to me was Larry being given a focus and drive. Your next greatest gift to me are all the men who portray you who have stood behind me and supported me when my world fell apart. You continue to give in the men who were inspired by Larry to grow their beards and don the suit of red and portray you.
At least two of these folks have been a large part of my life before you entered it and they remain a large part of my life. They continue to support me in their actions, words, prayers and deeds and they remind me that faith can be a powerful thing when given the right intent and reason.
This year, I was finally able to make Larry’s last bequest and a promise I made to him on his deathbed a reality. This year – I gave Santa Michael Larry’s last suit, a belt buckle and various other resources to help him become you. Michael is important to me as he kept me going when I hit rock bottom with PTSD and Depression and I am blessed and honoured to call him friend. The only reason why I’m still walking this earth is because of him and I am indebted for his quiet love and peaceful resolve to keep me talking when my mind and heart were trying to shut down, screaming for my body to join them somehow. I wear the semicolon on my left forearm because Michael gave me reason to stay alive.
You have given me a good friend who both portrays you but also has taken me under his wing and works with me musically. David has been my most ardent supporter, believing in me even when I didn’t believe in myself. He still does.
You have given me a number of spiritual supports and guides who are showing me that faith is a personal thing and can be balanced with my scientific mind’s desire for rationality and evidence. Just as I believe in your existence in the hearts of the people who portray you, I believe in a higher power that exists in the hearts and minds of people who are searching for more.
You have given me the drive to keep going when everything within me fought forward motion. I continue to make and release music that represents who I am and provides a foundation for whom I hope to become.
You have continued to keep my family in my life and I am blessed with a supportive and caring Mother and an amazing brother, sister-in-law and nieces.
So. For once, it’s time that someone thank you for all you have given me. Gifts that aren’t material, however gifts that have supported me, provided me strength and kept me alive.
Thank you, Santa, for all you have given.
P.S. I’d still like to ask you for one thing. If there’s someone who is supposed to be in my life to make me happy, can you make it happen soon, or if he already is can you reveal him to me?