My World Tuesday: O, Christmas Tree
My daughter and her cousins decorated the Christmas tree last Sunday. We had fun recalling the time and place the homemade ornaments came into being and, later, enjoying the way the colored light bounced off the ones that are still shiny. The soft light of Christmas forgives the older ornaments of their wear and damage. The ornaments tell stories, and they're all good. The above ornaments are the ones I like most. Sadly, the last one suffered a break when I dropped the star tree-topper on it by accident. I kept it on the heart all year so it wouldn't completely crumble in the rough and tumble of being moved in and out of the attic. This one was a gift from a dear friend in high school. It had been his grandmother's. He adored both Christmas and his grandmother, so it was an extra-special gift. Despite my clumsiness, the message survives.
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