The years have passed since the last time our family had a real Christmas tree. Years. Too many years to count. But, now there is a tree. With all of the wonderful smells of a real tree and tiny needles in the thick white carpet our family is sure to enjoy this one.
There were no shiny over the top ornaments this year. My decorating senses told me “Old Time Christmas” (yes like the song). Mom even let me be in charge of the decorating this year, minus her suggestion of red beads and Santa tree skirt.
Even the Fisherman Elf made it out of the box this year.
Someday I want to be able to share special memories like this with others that I love. Carry on traditions and make new ones. For now many memories will be made this Christmas season and possibly some new traditions too.