As most of you know, we are living with Nonna dynamo while our new house gets built so we are putting up her tree today. The kids are pumped. My dad used to always get a real tree and I have to admit, you can’t beat that…the smell that wafts through the air. When we are in our new house, I think I might try the real tree again.
For now this artificial one is fine…any tree is fun. I am grateful for our Christmas tree and the chance to celebrate. One year, BK (before kids) hubby and I had a blow up tree when we on holidays in Queensland. It doesn’t matter what you do, but you must do something!
A very wise person I know (Commare Felish…you know who you are) told me that she always reflects each year when she is taking the tree down about what the next year will bring… I like this ritual as a time of reflection. I always write things on the Christmas tree box that the kids often say and it’s fun to look at it each year.
This time of year is hard for us because my dad passed away on Christmas Eve 2009. I am trying to put Christmas in a “box” and his anniversary in a different “box”. Often I can do it but sometimes it’s hard. Today I opened up the little tree that my godmother bought for my dad when he was in palliative care and I was immediately thrown back there. I can’t throw out that little tree but it’s hard to look at. It’s important to remember though.
I am grateful to have had this year living with dynamo Nonna. It has been somewhat healing I think for all of us.
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