I used to wish for a tree like the ones I’d seen in a shopping mall or in magazines. I tried to convince my family that for just one year we could have a “pretty tree.”
Yet I didn’t realize I was missing the beautifulness of the Christmas tree that we had. Even though nothing was color coordinated on the tree and I was sure the angel looked that it was being kabobbed on top – every piece had a sentimental meaning to them.
My mother bought the angel on the day my grandfather (that none of us kids met) passed away, and every year it held the honored spot on top of our tree.
Each and every ornament was given to us, specially selected by a family member or a dear friend- unwrapped over many Christmases and saved over the years to be brought out once a year to adorn our tree.
Our collection got so big, only a small selection make it on our tree. But every year sipping on hot chocolate, with photos from the past year playing on our TV – we reminisce over the memories that each article possesses.
And I realize that even though our tree doesn’t look like anything I might see in Better Home & Garden- there is no one who can duplicate it, and it’s perfect for our family.
I wouldn’t change a thing on our Christmas tree.
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