Dear Father Christmas

Dear Father Christmas,

I know that I’m probably too old to sit on your knee now (unless you are that kind of Santa in which case I have to tell you I’m not that kind of girl) but I hope it’s not too late in life to write you a letter asking you for what I want for Christmas.

My Christmas Wish List

1. My own bed. No, not a new one. There’s nothing wrong with the old one. No, I just want to sleep in the one I already have. Because I think I’ve done enough training for sleeping in a Business Class airline seat. Especially considering I’ll never get the chance to use it anyway.

Broken Ribs Sleeping

How one sleeps with six broken ribs.

2. A Business Class airline ticketΒ to my chosen destination.

Business Class

Business Class passengers actually sleep better than I do.

3. The ability to drive. No, I don’t mean a voucher for driving lessons. I already have my licence. No, I don’t need a car either. I’ve got one. I just want to be able toΒ physically drive it. Because being stuck at home is tedious.



4. A trip in the TARDIS with the Doctor. Because every list should have something impossible on it.

"Come with me."

“You. Come with me.”

5. A Lego Death Star kit. Because every list should have something possible on it.

Lego Death Star

6. Free unlimited postage between here and Lura, Nepal. So I can send whatever I want to the children of Lura who have so little but deserve so much.


7. Pride in my country. I lost the other one sometime in the past few years and I haven’t been able to find it. It might help if you put a large box of compassion under the Christmas tree for every politician.

8. My last one is not really just for myself. If I’m allowed to put in a bid for something on behalf of others, can I please have some peace? Five minutes peace for frazzled mothers, half an hour of peace in the fresh air for stressed office workers, an hour of peace from pain for the sick and, most of all, as much peace as you can rustle up for those who haven’t seen any for many years.

Peace Dove

Thanking you in anticipation.

Not-So-Little MOSY




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65 thoughts on “Dear Father Christmas

  1. Great list! I hope you heal soon. I think large boxes of compassion and peace should be delivered to just about everyone in the world. Some might already have these items, but they can donate them to the ones who need them the most.

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  2. What a wonderful post. Are you getting any closer to sleeping in your own bed? Or driving for that matter? As to your last wish yes please to even 30 minutes of peace for those suffering around the globe. Now that Santa would be so marvelous.
    Sending big hugs and hoping to hear reports of you sleeping horizontally soon.

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    • I’m so close, Sue. I’ve got the chair tipped back about as far as it can go but when I tried a test ‘lie down’ on the bed the other day, just on my non-injured side, it was still painful. Gravity is not my friend. But I see progress and that helps. πŸ™‚

      Your comment makes me think of the movie “Joyeaux NoΓ«l” when the soldiers on all sides stopped fighting for a short period on Christmas Eve. Conflict is so widespread and messy these days, I can’t imagine such a thing happening. But all we can do is continue to hope for peace and for respectful listening by all parties.

      Peace to you and your family, Sue.

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      • Oh so close!! My Mom broke several ribs last year and her progress out of the chair sounds similar. She started sleeping in her bed with about five pillows mimicking her recliner. As I recall she could sleep for an hour or so and then migrate back to her chair. I am sending horizontal sleeping wishes your way!!
        Yes when I think of that magical moment of peace it brings such hope. May there be moments like these around the world.
        Peace and good wishes to you and your family too! Xo

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  3. LOVE your list, not-so-little MOSY. That’s a list we can all get behind to support.

    Father Christmas finally delivered hope of #7 to us this year, maybe you will be lucky in the new year too. I’m hoping it isn’t just false hope though … that would be cruel.

    … and #6 would be particularly nice, especially if we could easily re-arrange the world’s wealth a little bit. There are some with an obscene amount of wealth and surely 10% of it re-arranged to others wouldn’t be missed, but at the same time make a world of difference to those with so little.

    … and especially #1. It’s coming on special order, with delivery guaranteed – soon πŸ˜‰

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    • Oh, Joanne, I pour over every report about Trudeau and his new government and feel a mix of envy, pride and hope. And I have been buoyed by comments on threads from traditional conservative voters who are impressed with him. Unfortunately, in our present situation, we don’t have an alternative for whom we can vote anyway. The two major parties are too similar on key issues in which they both seem to possess a tin ear when it comes to public opinion. But you never know…..

      It frustrates me no end that people who can afford multiple expensive cars or a $50,000 handbag could maybe forego a car or a new handbag and make such a huge difference to so many lives if they donated the money instead. But given many of them see no reason to contribute to services in their own countries through the payment of adequate tax, I can’t see that happening.

      I think you’re right about number 1. I feel certain that’s going to arrive in time for Christmas. πŸ™‚


      • Those same people who have so much also tend to be grabbing inappropriately for more, more, more for the flimsiest of reasons (we are still trying to see our way out of a Senate spending scandal) … and yet are the first to support the cutting of social services ‘for the good of the economy’. I shake my head.

        Sending you positive vibes for a horizontal sleep sooooooon.

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        • We know that very well here too. Our now ex-Treasurer left parliament after he got dumped (so childish) and was rewarded for his appalling performance as Treasurer by landing the cushy US Ambassador job with a $360,000-a-year salary. He also gets to claim his $90,000-a-year parliamentary pension. This for the man who told us we should be “lifters not leaners”, claimed the “age of entitlement is over” and introduced the harshest budget aimed at the sick, poor, elderly and young ever in Australian history. (And then wondered why the public hated it.) He also accused women who received maternity leave from their employer and would then claim the mooted government paid parental leave scheme as being “double dippers”. But apparently it’s okay to claim a salary as Ambassador and a parliamentary pension at the same time. They’re all so clueless. I join you in your head shaking.


  4. Do I deduce from this that you are incapacitated in some way, Heather? 😦 A tumble whilst running/climbing perhaps? I happened to spot your comment at Sue’s and thought-eeek! as you do- I haven’t caught up with H since forever! Hope you’re on the mend and that Santa attends to your wishes very promptly indeed. Merry Christmas! (if that’s appropriate? And have you seen anything of lovely M-R, by the way? I know she’s not blogging but thought you might have news) Better not send hugs! πŸ™‚

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    • Jo! So good to hear from you! I haven’t spoken to you in a while. I was off wandering the globe for four weeks and then on return ended up in hospital with this ridiculous injury. I wish I could say it was caused by some adrenaline-inducing activity but I was in fact felled by a clothes moth. Full story here. πŸ˜€

      M-R has technical issues that has locked her out of WP altogether but she is well and continues to fight the good fight. πŸ™‚

      Merry Christmas to you and your family, Jo!


  5. Ah, I ❀ your letter to Santa. I hope he gets it in time. I love your peace dove too and I really wish that all those people with more money than sense would use it to help those with more sense than money. No one should be drinking filthy water or starving in this century. It makes me so mad that they are. Anyway, merry Christmas H. I really do hope that your poor battered body recovers soon so you can get a good night's sleep. And I hope there are some moth-balls in your Christmas stocking πŸ˜‰
    Jude xx

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  6. Yikes! Your sleeping arrangements don’t look at all comfy – but must be the best you can do for now! Hope this doesn’t last too much longer! Merry Christmas, and a New Years wish for speedy recovery!

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    • Having only recently returned from overseas and having had to sleep in an economy airline seat, it’s really not that bad. And it’s better than a hospital bed in that I don’t have my feet pushed up against a footboard. But I am really, really starting to miss stretching out and rolling over so I do hope for the bed by Christmas Eve.

      Merry Christmas to you, Margie!


    • I have government envy of Canada right now. I made the mistake of reading the comment thread on a post advocating for money for farmers instead of refugees and it made me despair. So much ignorance and lack of empathy. But I continue to hope for the return of the Australia of the Fair Go. You never know.

      Thanks, Amanda and a Merry Christmas to you and yours. πŸ™‚

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  7. Heartfelt and heart-rending post.

    I’m reading your posts backward, and am headed off to bed, finally, so won’t get to hear how a lowly moth felled you until tomorrow…night, probably. I’m sorry about your ribs–so terribly painful (I remember, from my two broken ones while preggers with my second).

    Beware of butterflies. I hear they can be hell on ulnas.

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      • I confess: I actually peeked at one of your Nepal posts some time ago! I couldn’t wait! It was the middle of a night, I awakened for a stupid reason, put in eyedrops, and went looking for your post. Read it, felt disgusted by you and your goodness, and went back to sleep. Yes, I think that is the sequence. Or perhaps I slept first, and was awakened the second time by a wave of envy and self-loathing. You repulsive wonderful person. I am so glad we will likely never meet in the flesh, for I would pop you one right in the kisser. HECK, no. I’d tickle you in the ribs.

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  8. Your beautiful list had me in tears. With so many of us wanting these things, how is it that the (mainly) men running this world can’t respond better (some of them try, I know, but against impossible opposition). I do hope your ribs heal and give you some peaceful nights and more mobility in the oh so near future.

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    • Sometimes it can be easy to despair of things ever getting better but that’s why we have to keep hoping and wishing. It’s only through the collective want that we’ll ever achieve peace, freedom and the eradication of poverty.

      Thank you for your good wishes, Hilary.


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