I don't buy a real tree although I love them. It just has always been easier to have the fake one. I grew up with that and I guess it stayed with me. When my husband and I got married our tree was lacking in the ornament department. I remember gathering pine cones and pine boughs to decorate the house with. I made my ornaments out of napkin rings that year, that I found for almost nothing. Funny I have been making things out of "nothing" for years!
As we made a life for ourselves, we also made our own traditions. We started creating our Christmas tree to tell "our" story.
We started buying ornaments that related to what and where we've been. Some were made too. I started with this one that I made when I was a little girl.
Then the babies came
As they grew so did our tree. It started to represent them and their acheivements.
All the Broadway shows my daughter has seen
The instruments and music my son played
Vacations and places that we visited.
Even our pets that we have and some that are no longer with us.
So every year as I unwrap the ornaments for our tree, I relive the memories of us!
So my tree isn't the latest fad or a Pottery Barn look alike.
My tree is the continuing story of our lives and the changes the occurred in our history.
It is the most cherished Christmas decoration in our home. It is wrapped up with all the emotions of the season.
I share this with you!