That story runs deep into thoughts of the day my kids realized there was no Santa. I was a single parent, they often say single parents will over compensate, I fell into that category. My kids led a very sheltered and protected life. When my first son reached the middle school level so did his reality. When he got home one day with his brother from school they informed me in a this isn't even open for debate manner that there isn't any Santa Claus and demanded to know why I told them all those years there was. I told them it was what was in your hearts and imagination. If you let Santa live there then he is real. That Christmas they were surprised there wasn't as many presents under the tree. I told them when you let something in your imagination die then it cannot exist, if it does not exist then it cannot be part of who you are. To have a open mind can be a rewarding experience.