These are difficult times for our world.  My heart becomes heavy as I read newspapers and watch the news.  We need joy in our lives and there are those who would destroy all that is good and important to us.

My name is Virginia, and at Christmas time I was often teased about a  famous letter published more than a century ago in the New York Sun.  I reread it today and it helped restore my soul.  May it do the same for you.

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Dear Editor—

I am 8 years old. Some of my little friends say there is no Santa Claus. Papa says, “If you see it in The Sun, it’s so.” Please tell me the truth, is there a Santa Claus?

Virginia O’Hanlon
115 West Ninety Fifth Street

Virginia, your little friends are wrong. They have been affected by the skepticism of a skeptical age. They do not believe except they see. They think that nothing can be which is not comprehensible by their little minds. All minds, Virginia, whether they be men’s or children’s, are little. In this great universe of ours, man is a mere insect, an ant, in his intellect as compared with the boundless world about him, as measured by the intelligence capable of grasping the whole of truth and knowledge.

Yes, Virginia, there is a Santa Claus. He exists as certainly as love and generosity and devotion exist, and you know that they abound and give to your life its highest beauty and joy. Alas! how dreary would be the world if there were no Santa Claus! It would be as dreary as if there were no Virginia’s. There would be no childlike faith then, no poetry, no romance to make tolerable this existence.

We should have no enjoyment, except in sense and sight. The external light with which childhood fills the world would be extinguished.

Not believe in Santa Claus! You might as well not believe in fairies. You might get your papa to hire men to watch in all the chimneys on Christmas Eve to catch Santa Claus, but even if you did not see Santa Claus coming down, what would that prove? Nobody sees Santa Claus, but that is no sign that there is no Santa Claus. The most real things in the world are those that neither children nor men can see. Did you ever see fairies dancing on the lawn? Of course not, but that’s no proof that they are not there. Nobody can conceive or imagine all the wonders there are unseen and unseeable in the world.

You tear apart the baby’s rattle and see what makes the noise inside, but there is a veil covering the unseen world which not the strongest man, nor even the united strength of all the strongest men that ever lived could tear apart. Only faith, poetry, love, romance, can push aside that curtain and view and picture the supernal beauty and glory beyond. Is it all real? Ah, Virginia, in all this world there is nothing else real and abiding.

No Santa Claus! Thank God! He lives and lives forever. A thousand years from now, Virginia, nay 10 times 10,000 years from now, he will continue to make glad the heart of childhood.



  1. I have read, know of this article. I think many know the expression… “Yes, Virginia there is a Santa Claus” even if they don’t know where it comes from.
    Your loving heart and magical mind are a beautiful thing. This is why I designed “Empress D’Amore” for you, and intertwined it with a fairytale.
    You are very special, and I feel very fortunate to have met you in our modern cyber world.
    Much love to you in this magic season!
    _Resa XOXO

    • When I started to bog I really had no concept what blogging was all about. My darling husband urged me to do it. I had worked as a radio and television writer and producer for 25 years. I found it a different world; this writing a blog. A magical, wonderful mind expanding world. But best of all I found people like you, Resa. To me this is the very best part of writing Bel’Occhio. XXxOO Virginia

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