Christmas Time

   With all the excitement of the upcoming holiday, I have forgot the real reason for celebration. We have made it another year around the sun. We are here together. There is always a chance that a loved one will not make it to see an additional Christmas, so be thankful for the small things. 

    Today I'm thankful for old handmade ornaments. The precious memories of making them come flooding in like a cascade of rain. It is both heartbreaking and cherishing. I can remember painting small facing on the snowmen with my dad. I can somewhat hear his voice in my head as he told me we have to use, "happy colors for happy occasions." His ever guiding hand helped me paint 22 of these tiny figurines. I still have my grandmothers glass angles that get wrapped in double layered newspaper each year. She used to have stories about how her and grandpa collected on each year. This year we will add salt dough ornaments of Taylor's handprints. 

     Today I'm also thankful for saved albums of Christmas past. We unpack these once a year and as family comes by they can look, add, and write in them. Mom has a collection of 15. They start long before I was born and will continue in my household. Each year we add new photos taken during our various traditions.

    We have used the same old tree for over thirty years now. I'm still glueing green blades of plastic back to sad limbs. This will be the old one's last Christmas with us. Maybe.... I can talk my family into an all black tree. 


Let's change things up!

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