As much as I adored November, I am so happy that she left and I wish that with her, the nightmare she left behind was gone.

It is not known when the tradition of sending New Year's Eve letters began precisely, yet every December children across the globe sit down to write on a piece of paper their wishes for the coming year. The letter is thought to go without the need for a special stamp on the North Pole, where it is enough to write about Babagysh, and the mailmen find themselves the white-bearded old man who, upon receiving the letters, begins the work of fulfilling his wishes. His sack is filled so quickly with all the objects that the good kids have been looking for, and after the Santa Claus or Santa Claus has been stuffed into a deer sled and begins his journey around the world throwing gifts from the chimneys. Yet even when there are no chimneys he finds the place to throw these packages that end up under the New Year tree. Only recently, desires cannot be fulfilled only through objects of sack. Many are not tangible, or wrapped in paperâ?¦ They are the desire to wake up every day with loved ones, to always be happy, to see their parents smiling, to win a competitionâ?¦

But if you believed that Grandpa fulfilled his desires, what would you ask him to do?