Most of the Christmas decorations in my home have a story. None are expensive but each are priceless to me. Because most are one of a kind, a gift, or handmade, they are irreplaceable. I love nothing more than to snuggle on the couch by the fire this time of year, surrounded by the twinkling lights, and gaze at my decor. Wherever I look, a memory sits.
I enjoy the soft glow of my willow tree angel collection, as greenery and white lights weave across the mantle, making a Christmas nest for them to be displayed. Each angel has been given to me and shares a story about what they symbolize and the relationship I have with the giver.
Throughout the house, mostly in my kitchen and dining room, snowman peek from every nook and corner. I love snowmen and just looking at one always warms my soul. Many of them are also gifts and I remember the season and the person who blessed me with the treasured trinket.

My oldest decoration is a worn and tiny little caroler singing "Silent Night". This was a familiar sight at my Grandma Coons' house for as long as I can remember. As a child, I would sit in front of it and read the words to sing the song. To this day, I can't hear that tune without thinking of this decoration. I mentioned it several years back while visiting Grandma at Christmas and, to my surprise, she sent me home with it. She commented that she'd thought several times of throwing it away, never imagining it had any sentimental value to anyone.
And that's why I probably take such love and care with all my Christmas decor. I hope that they bring my family happiness and memories for years to come - I know they bring so much joy to me.
1 comments:
I remember that one!! I didn't know she had given it to you, hadn't noticed it.
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