It is my thought, that our world is so preoccupied, with being real that there is
no longer any room for dreaming, fairy tales, or make believe. I remember growing up and watching the Magic
Garden, Sha Na Na, Looney Tunes and so many more. Sitcoms, like Family Ties, Cosby Show and
Growing Pains were family oriented and depicted issues that families may go
through. They showed conflict, but most
of all they showed that there was a way to resolve conflict and work through
problems. Weekly we watched and saw how they would come together and work as a
family Unit. Cartoons like Bugs Bunny
and Daffy Duck. Yeah, they were sort of
violent, but they had a message. Not
like Sponge Square pants! I swear I
still don’t get the purpose of that show.
I know that many of these families didn't really reflect me personally and my household. I came from more of a bi racial Eight is Enough sitcom. But, it was a better depiction of what is put out today. I understand that this is a different era and that the world
is evolving. Things are changing every
day, but it shouldn’t allow us to forget about fantasies and happy
endings. Today's TV, allows us to accept dysfunction and Chaos. That keeping up with the joneses is the thing to do to be accepted by society and peers. I know I sound like I have been
splashed with pixie dust and I am flying around in never never land. But, I think we should always take time to
find our happy place!
People today are so caught up in trying to keep up with the “real”
that they see on today’s TV, that they do not allow themselves to believe in
miracles, dreams or hope for better. They have lost their heart. Passion and drive is dying. Parents don’t
teach about Santa Claus, because he isn’t real.
To me Santa Claus was a part of my childhood, and so was the Tooth
Fairy. They helped me with learning how to behave, look forward to something,
and to appreciate my rewards. I never
really saw them when it mattered, but I never stopped believing they were
real. Just like God, I have never seen
him, but my Faith is strong. And no I
won’t go on a rant, and start preaching the bible, but I will say this. Sometimes, miracles do come true. You may not realize it, because you are so
preoccupied with being real. So I ask
you to take a moment and remember being a child. Find your heart. Think about how much fun it was to play, to
make up stuff and dress up. A box could
be anything you wanted it to be, as long as you imagined it.
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