As a young adult, I wanted to have a beautifully decorated tree with perfectly coordinating ornaments. It would be nothing like the “shabby’ sort of tree I had grown up with, covered with a hodge podge collection of stuff that over burdened each of the branches. MY tree would be different…and it was for a year or two.
But as children came, along with their handmade gifts, my tree came to look more and more like my mother’s tree. You can’t tell a six year old that you can’t hang their ornament up because it doesn’t match!
Then, when my parents were gone, I inherited many of the ornaments that had graced the tree of my childhood. By this time my perspective had changed greatly. I was thrilled to have my Grandmother’s wax dipped Styrofoam balls that had been collaged with old Christmas card images and then painted. And the crocheted snowflakes my husband’s mother made, and the barrage of quirky and random ornaments that have been making a yearly appearance on family trees for the last 50 years.
So now, my beautiful tree is hung with memories, so many that its branches begin to droop.
There is the cabbage patch Happy Meal toy angel, next to a crudely shaped wire star, and just barely down in the corner you can see one of the lovely mauve bows left over from my coordinated tree.
What hangs on your Christmas tree?