One of the things I enjoy during the Holiday Season is getting out the old box of decorations to revisit those little treasures from yesteryear.
Like the tree ornament my brother Terry made back in grade school out of Plaster of Paris. It weighs over a pound and would bend the branch so far you feared the tree would fall over. It was always placed very near the trunk and low to the floor. I remind him every year! I made a stained glass Madonna like card for Mom by ironing a crayon drawing between wax paper on construction paper. Did you ever do that? As I was digging through the box I came across Christmas drawings from my kids when they were small. Christmas Trees and drawings of our home with lights on it and of course Santa. |
Then there’s that first photo op with Santa at the JC Penney store in downtown Renton (before Shopping Centers and Malls). Note it's a black and white! I'll stop...
Brother Steve and I in our Christmas pajamas from Grandma & Grandpa Larson. That's real aluminum foil tinsel on the tree and yes, I remember a few good jolts when the lights and me got grounded. Another sacred treasure is Mom's Hallmark cardboard train. I remember it on our fireplace mantle every year. It's where we displayed our Christmas Cards. It's so fragile now I dare not actually use it, but I display a piece or two to honor it. |
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This little mid 50's rambler is handmade from cardboard boxes, hand painted with sparkles and plastic beads. I think we got it from the Wigwam Store. It has a hole in the back so you can light it up by inserting a tree light. It's hand rubber stamped on the bottom, "Made in Japan." It's so corny and dated I know, yet one of my prized treasures. |
I need this annual rediscovery and it keeps me connected with the river of life. We all have a past, share the present, and have a future. I know it's totally sentimental and I'm the first to admit it.
This is where I truly remember my place in the big scheme of things. I do belong to that very big human family...
AND, its power, its fuel, the engine it runs on... is love.
Enjoy the Holidays!
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