Years ago, back in Pittsburgh, I had a Christmas tradition – an annual tree-trimming party. Throughout my childhood, each year my mom would buy me an angel ornament for Christmas. By the time I became an adult and had a tree of my own, it was covered in festive angels. I enjoyed sharing them with my party guests. Now, and at least for the next few years, the angels share the tree with trains, cars, Santas, and other assorted bobbles belonging to my sons.
Even though I no longer have the tree-trimming party, I still enjoy decorating the tree. We bring the Christmas boxes down from the attic. And pull the ornaments out one by one. Seeing the angels again after their year-long confinement feels like greeting old friends. Here are a few of my favorites, all given to me by either Mom or my sisters.
And what’s a Christmas tree without a cat cozily curled beneath the branches. All. Day. Long.
Even after four years here in Louisiana, we’re still trying to establish new family traditions. In an effort to replace Hartwood Acres and our beloved Phipps Conservatory, last night we went to Shangri-La Gardens in nearby Orange, Texas for their “Christmas Stroll.” That wasn’t the fix, but it was nice, nonetheless.
For anyone out there who misses their extended family and faraway friends this holiday season, as I do, know that they are with you in spirit. Call them, wish them a Merry Christmas, and cherish the friends you have who are nearby.
From our family to you and yours, have a very Merry Christmas and a wonderful New Year!
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