In my family, putting up the Christmas Tree marks the beginning of the Holiday Season. In the blink of an evening, the house becomes a seething mass of red, green and gold, with tube-sock snowmen cropping up like spring mushrooms on every available surface.
Every year, I pull out the ever-increasing amount of storage tubs, turn up the holiday music, and my kids and I take a slow and thorough stroll down memory lane. As we dig through the boxes I hear exclamations of surprised delight, as each ornament or decoration stirs a special memory, the thought of a friend or relative, or the recollection of a unique interest.
My Oldest pulls out a wooden truck from when he was a toddler and completely obsessed with vehicles.
“Look, mom,” he smiles, holding up the mini treasure, “Do you remember what I used to call cars and trucks?”
Without missing a beat, Younger Brother and Sister sing out the answer: “Mom-broombrooms!” and they all laugh.
Younger Sister pulls out a mirrored ornament, handmade and adorned with seashells. “This is from when I was a flower girl in Jess’s wedding,” she recounts dreamily.
I smile as I gently lift out the delicate glass trumpet inherited from my mother, gone now 7 years. A moth-eaten felt angel, carefully created by my brother at age 5, goes next to it.
An hour or so later, the tree is complete. The kids are on to other activities, and I am relaxing in the glow of the lights, emotionally sated.
What are your most treasured holiday decorations?
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