Sometimes I feel like I am drowning in the amount of lies and half-truths I have created in order for my children to believe -- to believe in magical elves, flying reindeer and a jolly old man who knows if they have done their homework or cleaned their room.
To make things worse, I am not a very good liar. It’s actually a family joke. I can’t keep a secret. I have a compulsion to “share.” So, sometimes I wonder how I have made it this long.
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