I just got my Christmas miracle! After all of this time, I finally got to see my son! I finally got to hug him and hold him and tell him how much I love him!
When he opened the door at my mothers house, he froze. Tears welled up in his eyes while he decided whether to come in or flee. With all of the lies, torture, rape and even cannibalism that he had to endure during the year that I was gone and the three years since I returned, he honestly believed that he was never allowed to have contact with me, his mother, ever again! The tears welling in my eyes told him the truth. He came across the room to me, threw his arms around me in the biggest, strongest, longest bear hug ever! And then another! For my son, it is now over!! All of the huge muscles in his arms that we has worked so hard to develop over the past few years of his childhood, so that he had some hope of defending himself, has only made him all that much more handsome.
I always told my children that there really is a Santa Claus. I have always believed that and so have they. My son and I received the best Christmas gift ever…OUR Christmas miracle. Santa Claus is the magic of Christmas, not the jolly old fat guy and he proves it some how, year after year!
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