Trimming The Tree
When
I was just
a small child we
had an artificial tree
because my mother was allergic
to the real ones.It didn't matter to me
it was still
special
to
me
We
would
all gather
around and set
it up and decorate
it.Some strung the lights
while other did the bulbs but
I was always in charge of the memory
ornaments.These memory ornaments were the
ones that us kids made each year that had the
little stories
hidden
beneath.
Each
one added
to a limb mama
would just smile and
tell the story that stayed
with that ornament year after
year.Something that marked a special
occasion that year.Her eyes would just
light up as she told her stories and I enjoyed
each
she
told.
Happy
memories
that I carry
with me today.
I recall each one
like it was yesterday.
The whole family listened
quietly as each was told.This
was her favorite time of year,she
taught us more then to hold onto our
memories she taught us the meaning behind
this
special
day.
It
was
never
the same
after my step
dad passed although
the memories of those
ornaments still sing loudly
as I hang them.From that year
on I started making crosses and
telling my memories of him.I was only
twelve at the time and to this day those
memories hang from my own tree to share with
my kids right along with their memory ornaments.
This is our way of
celebrating
with
memories.
Challenge
Hostess:Brenda
Theme:'Holiday Tales'
By TinyTeddy
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