WARRIORS ARE REAL

When I was a little girl, around the age of 6 or 7,  I started questioning whether or not Santa was real.  So, I went to my sister since she is older and wiser about these things.  When I told her about my need for some evidence that Santa is out there, she said I should do the Santa Test.  And I said “What is the Santa test?” And she told me.  She told me to write a letter to Santa and not tell anyone that I wrote the letter or what the letter said. And then I should ask for something small and sneaky for Christmas that nobody would know I had asked for and I shouldn’t ask for that present from anybody else. Just from Santa.  And then I should be sneaky again and tape that envelope to the outside of my bedroom window so that the elves would come and get it and bring it to Santa.  My sister was apparently one super sneaky wise woman because that was a great plan.  And so I did. I wrote the letter and I asked for something that nobody would ever guess that I wanted. (My sister said it had to be small and easy so Santa could add it to my list without raising suspicion, so no Pony’s. That was fine since I don’t like riding horses anyway.) And then, I taped the letter to the outside of my window, and the next morning the envelope was gone! And then on Christmas morning, sure enough, that small gift that nobody but Santa knew about was right there under the tree. I had done the Santa Test, and Santa passed. And I knew for sure that Santa was real! 

Today, was a super huge day for me.  It was my tea party day with my new friend Michelle! I will tell you all about our amazing experience and our crazy adventure later, but suffice to say that we laughed and we shared our stories, and time and time again, we interrupted each other and said “Yes, Yes! That’s my crazy too!” OK, I was mostly the interrupter.  Michelle apparently is much more polite than me. She was probably raised better.   We had so much in common, and so much to share, but there was one thing we shared today that neither of us will ever be able to share with anyone else ever again.  For both of us, for both Me and Michelle, we were each others first.  Michelle was the first real live Wahls Warrior that I ever actually met in person and I was hers! True, we both have loved ones in our lives that have adopted the protocol along with us, but for both of us, for both Me and Michelle this was our first live, in person interaction with a Warrior that didn’t start their training along side us.  Someone we didn’t already know…before.  And there is something extra cool about that fact. The fact that we started this journey completely independently and now our paths have met.

Some people never doubt about Santa.  Not a bit. No test required. I believed, but I needed more.  Something more concrete…To know for sure. To know for sure, sometimes I need a test.  And Michelle was my Warrior test.  Don’t get me wrong, fellow Warriors, I believe that you are all out there…I picture you snapping on your bracelets and doing your Super Hero poses, but I needed more.  I needed something concrete to assure me that I’m not doing this alone.  And Michelle was my Wahls Warrior test, and I was hers.  We did the Warrior Test…We met in person.  And she was real. A real live in the flesh Wahls Warrior. Test passed. And her being real helps me know that you are all real too.  And so, I know now…without a doubt. I know for sure now that Warriors are real! 

Woot Woot!