I am still putting up Christmas ornaments.
The tree went up on Sunday.
The last of the lights went on Tuesday.
I expect I could still be putting on ornaments well into 2021; unless I exercise some self-restraint (not something I’m known for).
I have sooooooooo many ornaments.
And I love my ornaments.
My Christmas tree is a trip down Memory Lane.
I have some of my Grandmother Harris’ ornaments.
I have some of the first ornaments I bought in California at the drug store at the corner of Hollywood and Vine for my first California Christmas tree.
I have ornaments that my mother made for me.
I have ornaments that are gifts from friends and family; and some of those friends are no longer here (including my mother).
But I remember them all – especially as I hang up “their” ornament.
I have missed having a Christmas tree.
Not just because it’s so shiny and sparkly (although, I admittedly love shiny and sparkly); but because it reminds me of so many special people and special places of my life.
My Christmas tree is the story In My Life –