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Yesterday we put our Christmas tree up. It's been a few days in the making as it was just not the right timing. So yesterday I finally just got up and said, today's the day! I love decorating for Christmas. This is absolutely my favorite time of year. People are nicer, gentler and more fun to be around . ;-) I get to hang out with family and friends more than usual and it's just an all around great feeling. I honestly am one of those that wish those feelings stayed that way. It just seems like such a nicer place to be during these months. For just a little while people think of others first before themselves. I am guilty of not being that way all the time so maybe I can try more to keep that spirit around myself.
As we put up our Christmas tree last night Boo Bear was super excited. Of course he wasn't alone. I was ready to see the lights and ornaments and all the memories that flood back with each new piece we take out of storage. Christmas truly is a walk down memory lane. There's the handmade ornaments your children bring home from school, the ornaments you got for your first Christmas together. Then there are ornaments that your family has passed down to you through the generations. They all have their special place on your tree and in your heart.
I have a confession to make. I used to be quite weird about my tree. I wanted things just so-so and in perfect place. I didn't like holes or gaps and boy was I frazzled if ornaments got bunched together. That was in years past. Viewing Christmas through a child's eyes is completely different. It doesn't matter where the ornaments are if those little hands are putting them on the tree. It doesn't matter if there are holes or even bunches of red and white striped balls in one place. What matters is the memories of them decorating the tree with you. The memories you are making of Christmas goodies baking, wrapping presents, shopping for daddy and watching every single Christmas movie you can find 100 times. Singing Christmas carols at the top of your lungs on the way to school and not caring who sees you. That is what matters. The memories that will always last. No one will remember if the tree was perfect or if the ornaments were in the right spot.
To my old perfectly placed tree, I say goodbye. You were great while you lasted but I wouldn't change what I have now for anything.
So have you decorated yet? I hope you have a wonderful day!