I Want to Believe


The holidays have been just a little more special since my daughter and her son moved in with us. My grandson is seven this year and ignites all of us with the excitement and wonder of the holidays. My daughter started the “Elf on the Shelf” tradition a few years ago. My grandson named his elf “Olaf” (he’s a big Frozen fan).

On Christmas Eve this year, I was witness to an absolute belief in magic it seems only a child has privy to.

He had misplaced his iPad. In all of the flurry of activity and preparations for the upcoming day, both his mother and I had run a little low on patience. As he scurried around the house frantically searching, I heard her call from upstairs, “You had better find it right now!”

I turned from my seat in the kitchen to see him creep up to the Christmas tree, where Olaf was sitting on a branch in anticipation of Santa’s arrival. On his tiptoes, my grandson leaned in toward the elf and cupped his hands around his mouth. I heard him whisper, “Olaf, can you please use your magic to help me find my iPad?”


I want to believe in magic like that again.

I want to believe things lost can be found and all will be well. Ever since fracturing my right shoulder in July, my life as I knew it has vanished. It was a career ending injury. But even more heartbreaking is that the magic of my creativity—the  wonder of creating stories—seems to have been lost as well.

At times I’m not sure if the magic–or my ability to type with both hands–will ever return.

2019 was a rough year, not only for me, but for multiple members of my family. Usually not one to stay up to ring in the New Year, you want to bet I’ll be awake this year. Champagne in hand (my left one–I’ve broken so many glasses my daughter bought me metal ones!), I will be happy to bid 2019 adieu and welcome in a new year. A new start. Maybe a rediscovery of things lost.

The iPad, by the way, was found minutes after my grandson’s heartfelt plea. Here’s hoping my losses can be found as well.

I’m wishing all of my fellow Soul Mates a safe, blessed, and joyous New Year. Cheers!


About Claire Gem

Claire is a multi-published, award winning author of both fiction and nonfiction. A native of New York, USA, she now resides in Massachusetts, USA with her husband of 39 years.
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8 Responses to I Want to Believe

  1. Hi Claire, wishing you a much better 2020! Thanks for sharing this adorable story about your grandson. Happy New Year!

  2. viola62 says:

    I hope things improve for you! I’m with your grandson. Miracles can happen! Here’s wishing you a good new year!

  3. Beth Carter says:

    Oh, my. I hope your broken shoulder isn’t career ending. You are a top-notch writer, and readers need your stories! I am positive you’ll get your mojo back in 2020. Maybe you can use the voice software. I may need to go that route too… 😦 On another note, what a joy to hear about your grandson’s plea.

  4. sueberger3 says:

    I’m late to the party, but I wish you every joy in this new decade. Blessings

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