Every year, merchants present new decorations for the holiday. Modern themes are often glittery and colorful. It’s always a big decision whether to go contemporary and get new stuff or reveal in things old and traditional, coated with memories, secrets, and love.
I do so look forward to dragging out all those tried and true Christmas decorations each year. I look forward to tub after tub of memories opened, explored, spruced up, and lovingly placed around our home.
The wreath chosen by my mother for its lush colors. The hand-made ornaments of my childhood. The treasured nutcracker with the year 1936 in my grandmother’s handwriting on the bottom. The wooden toys that march across my mantel each December. The collection of angels, each a gift from someone who decided to add to my unannounced collection.
With Christmas carols playing and candles burning, I can almost feel the presence of those I have loved over those years, paying their Christmas visit and adding to the smiles the memories bring. Some of my best times with them were during the holidays. So those special memories seem stored in the tubs, along with the garlands and tinsel, to be opened and celebrated and added to each year.
Here’s wishing you many fond memories of Christmas past and the makings of more during this holiday season. Annette Petrick, wishing you and yours a Merry Christmas.
P.S. Each year, when the Christmas boxes come out, I check hopefully for photos. I’d just love to see celebration moments captured for posterity. Alas, there are no photos. No matter how hard I look. I so admire people who remember to take the shot. Our people seem so busy enjoying each other that no one brings out their Kodak Brownie.