What a happy surprise I had yesterday! I was piddling around trying to decide where to start with the Christmas decorations…and I had a text from Luke. He had picked me up a Christmas tree and was on the way over!
I had asked him earlier if he might be able to help me again this year with picking out a tree. (Last year my foot was still up in the air…literally! Luke picked out a beautiful tree for me and put it up.)
He replied…”Sure…no problem.” And suddenly there he was…the most perfect Christmas Tree- a Fraser Fir. Just the perfect size (6′) to stand on the long wooden coffee table…giving Ruthie, the rag doll angel, enough room to look down on all of us once again!
When we finished getting the lights on (We beat some kind of record getting the tree up and the lights on- half an hour…can you believe it- every strand worked the first time out?)…A true Christmas Miracle! 🙂
I so badly wanted to send the picture of the tree with Ruthie on top… to Gloria Houston, the author of The Perfect Christmas Tree, like I had done for so many years in the past. *I still find it hard to realize Gloria died three years ago from a rare cancer. I miss her texts, emails, and letters so.
Still, as long as, Ruthie, the angel, presides over my Christmas…all is right with the world and Gloria and her wonderful stories are never far away. They still bring joy to every girl and boy…and adult!
Tree: As Luke brought the tree in… with all the outdoorsy smell of the woods…I stood there for a few minutes just marveling at its beauty before we placed Ruthie on top. What is it about a tree that makes us feel so happy and peaceful simultaneously?
I thought about it a few moments and came to this conclusion…it brings back symbols of the ‘Tree of Life’ and how the world came into being with God beaming down. It also represents the family tree and tradition. Traditions are stories handed down by family from one generation to another. The Christmas tree begs for stories to be told around it of the family past and the family present on the holidays through memory stories.
Lights: Like I mentioned earlier… every single strand of lights came on and not one was tangled…unbelievable! Luke, the cutest elf around, got up at the top and I grabbed the cords and we were finished in mere minutes… amid my excited applause.
Instead of just throwing on decorations this year…I have decided to wait and just enjoy the tree and lights for awhile. The simplicity of the tree with white fairy lights makes the Happy Room appear magical. These are the lights of happiness that one day will lead me home..amid twinkling stars. Lights are our path finders in life.
Ornaments: As soon as I break down and start putting ornaments on the tree…the personality of the tree changes and allows my personality to shine through choices of my favorite ornaments, photos, and memories that I wish to share with viewers. A lifetime of memories and adventures denoted on the branches of the Christmas tree….my latest, of course, are my Maine moose. Thanks again Sherry!
Gifts: The idea of gifts, of course, began with The Christmas Story and still thrives in today’s modern world. Every year as I get older… my idea of a gift changes…giving gifts to family and friends make me happy…but the only gifts I enjoy are ‘time‘ gifts when family and friends take time off during the busy Christmas season to be together…those are the very best gifts of all!
Another lesson age is teaching me…is about waiting time. When we are stuck in a situation…like the traffic line I was in about 5:30 yesterday afternoon…the immobilization allowed me to take this photo of the most beautiful ending to a wonderful day. What a gift waiting time gave me!
So until tomorrow…as I pulled into my driveway…for the first time in the Christmas season I got to see my tree and lights and Ruthie as I climbed out of my car…my home was transformed…It looked cozy and magical all at the same time.
“Today is my favorite day” Winnie the Pooh
Please keep Hailey, Libby’s granddaughter, in your prayers today. She is having surgery on a broken ankle…screws put in to hold it…the healing process will take a minimum of two to three months. *Hailey dances with a traveling dance company, loves it, and is so sad she will miss this season…but our hope is her ankle will be 100% well when she returns. Thank you.