O Christmas Tree
Christmas is my favorite time of the year. And even though I itch to get those decorations out as soon as I start to see jingle bells pop up in the stores, I patiently wait until the day after Thanksgiving to start the transformation. Early in the morning I lug the containers up from the basement (which have grown to quite a few throughout the years!) and carefully unpack the treasures that I neatly stowed the year before. With Christmas music filling the air, I can’t help but smile as I unwrap each item and reflect on its past.
Every item among my collection has a story to tell, from the ceramic figurines I made as a teenager to the Cowboy Santa that travelled with my husband from his home state of Texas. The Christmas treasures all have their own places in the house, with angels singing from the top of the piano to sledding snowmen on the coffee table.
With every decoration in its spot, the tree becomes my focus. Not only is it my most favorite Christmas treasure, but it offers a story in every ornament that hangs from its branches.
When I was only a year old, my mother started an annual tradition of getting us kids a new ornament each year to build a collection that would travel with us throughout our lives. Missing only one from the year I was born (and one that shattered a few year back), my collection offers 31 tiny treasures that twinkle from the lights around them. Some are round balls with colorful characters, while others are angels made from nuts and snowmen made of bells.
Throughout the years, I’ve added to my own collection with ornaments I’ve found or received as gifts. Even the hubby has added his own signature ornaments with skiing bears and, of course, ornaments with a little Texas style.
It’s a joy to reflect on all the items that bring us happiness this season. For me it’s the tiny treasures that make me think of family and friends who have graced my life. Merry Christmas!