Dangerous Compassions

let’s dance

Last week at community meal, J was telling us how her dad had a great Santa suit and would come visit as Santa every Christmas.

“You know that song, I saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus?” she asked.  “That happened to me!”

“That must have been disturbing!” R said.

“No, it was okay because it was my dad!” J said.

“But you didn’t know it was your dad!”

“No, but it’s okay!” J said. “Anyone can kiss Santa.  It’s like kissing Jesus.”

“It’s like kissing David Bowie!” I said.  We were all laughing.  It was a good meal.

By Laura-Marie

Good at listening to the noise until it makes sense.

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