Sunday, December 22, 2013


It has been 12 years since my dad died, and this is the first year since then that I have put up a Christmas tree. I just didn't feel like it until this year, even though I couldn't really put my finger on the reason that the tree was such a hard thing to do. This year, as I put each ornament on the tree, I knew exactly why it has taken me 12 years to get to the point that I was ready to do it again. Every ornament holds a special meaning --- who gave it to me and why it was given to me. Putting those ornaments on the tree was a very hard day's work. But now that the tree is decorated, it feels right, and it feels like Christmas. I am enjoying looking at the ornaments and remembering those that gave them to me, even if they are gone.

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