Make a Wish

Today I went to Macy's to go shopping for my boyfriend's interview the following day. He needed a tie and some dress pants and socks. Yes, socks. As we walked into the store, we passed by a table with prewritten envelopes drawn on and they asked for a simple request: write a letter to Santa Claus. Feelin nostalgic of my youth, I sat down at the table and began to scribble down some things I wanted for Christmas just like I used to do when I was younger. Perfume, some sweaters, a pair of cream colored gloves, an A in all my classes, and a gray coat seemed to top my list. When I was finished, I wished Santa well, signed my letter, and placed it in the large red mailbox. As I walked away, I looked over and read that for every letter written to Santa, Macy's would donate one dollar to the Make-A-Wish Foundation. I stopped for a moment and smiled. Make-A-Wish was my favorite organization. It makes the wish of a child with a disease within their limits. Some wish to go shopping, others want vacations, and some want to meet someone famous. It always puts a smile on my face knowing that a child's life could be brighter by one simple wish. I felt a little selfish as I walked away from the bright red mailbox. On my letter was all materialistic things written down. But I began to think of what was the most important to me. It wasn't clothing or perfume, or even good grades, it was my family and close friends who make up my entire world. Without them, I don't know where I would be. At that moment, I wanted to erase what I had written and wish for health and happiness for everyone I loved. The children who are nominated for the Make-A-Wish foundation are going through struggles I cannot imagine. I should be so thankful for my health and the health of my friends and family. As we walked out of the store, I realized that that was what the holiday season was all about. Not the presents, but the people you share them with.