We did manage to get our Christmas tree up this weekend. We have a permanent tree. You know, the kind in a box. It’s like an old friend that we see every year. Then at the end of the season, it goes back in the box until we see it again in December. I’m so sentimental and prone to weeping, that as a child, when it was time to throw out the beloved Christmas tree, it would just about break my heart. My dad would even cut off a little branch for me to keep as a souvenir. Even as an adult, I thought it was so sad to see all the trees laying out on the curb for the garbage man. So we got a permanent tree.
The first year we had it, it took Philip and I about 2 hours to figure out to put it up. It’s gone faster each year and now it takes maybe 30 minutes, depending if the children helped or not.
Getting the tree up was really helping in improving my mood. When Charlotte came downstairs and saw the tree, with the lights lit but no ornaments she cried, "Oh how beautiful!! Mama!" and gave me such a big hug. How can anyone be uncheered by a Christmas tree?
So we played some Christmas music and hung the ornaments. We all have our favorites, of course. Batman,
Candy Doll, 
Rebecca’s Angel, 
Santa peering out of the Hurtgen Forest 
(what can I say, Phil was a tanker).
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We put our tree up last night and it was hard. Last Christmas, I was announcing our pregnancy to everyone. This year I have empty arms. ((sigh)) Praying for absolute joy and peace to rain down on you this year. You so deserve a very Merry Christmas.
How is it that you can make everyday activities sound so wonderful? Ah, to write as well as you… The fact that you think it’s sad to see the Christmas trees thrown away makes me like you even more. Have a wonderful Christmas…
Sandy
Jealous! I so want that Batman ornament!