A few decades and a few years ago I was just a child, taking in all of the joys of Christmas and the holiday season in general. As I mentioned in my post about Seasonal Permaculture, that magic was dashed when my mom passed away a few years ago.
Well, it is time to fix that and bring back some magic.
One of the things I can remember from my pre-teen years is having a tiny Christmas tree in my room. This tree was decorated with little wooden ornaments, which my mom had bought me. Freud might say this is why I still prefer wooden ornaments to this day – but I digress.
I returned to this this tiny tree tradition when one year I found a tiny tree and several ornaments at a store, and have since had a tree in my office at work from Thanksgiving to New Years – except for last year when the hurt of the holidays was a little too much to make me drag out the box.
This year, after having a talk with my wife about what we wanted the holidays to mean to our family again, I dutifully went out the barn and brought in all the boxes I could find and we went through all of the decorations deciding what we wanted to put up.
Hidden Christmas Treasures
There are a few things from my childhood that I knew I would find, like the animatronic Mr. and Mrs. Claus that I remember my mother cherishing (I will have to share those with you sometime). However, there was one box that I did not expect to find.
Whether it has been hiding away in my shed for years and years, or if it was collected from my mom’s home when she passed away, I do not know – but this box contained those little wooden ornaments from all those years ago. To say the least, it made me smile.
I took the ornaments to work and began to put them on the tree. Sadly, some were damaged beyond repair from the years of storage, yet thankfully there were plenty to still adorn the tree.
Sharing Holiday Traditions
Traditions are much more fun when shared. This was evident to my poor co-workers when I had to explain to each and every one of them how cool it was that I found these old ornaments. Graciously, they seemed quite pleased about it as well.
With that line of thinking, I want to share them with you as well.
They serve as a reminder to me that traditions are important, that they do mean something, and that they stick with us.
That you truly do not know what you had until it is lost.
But if you find it again, it can mean 10 times as much as when you had it the first time.
Mom, Nana, we love and miss you. This tree is for you.
(And I am so glad to have my husbands spirit back ~ Jeni)