This past Janaury we had a fire. A fire that was emotional and heartbreaking. Of course the important thing was that my family, our furry kids and my house were saved. 50 years of Christmas, however, was lost. I have shed many tears over the ornaments and meaning behind each one. I'm thankful that I have some photos of some of my Christmas trees and even some close ups of some ornaments that I won't have this year. This post I wrote in December of 2012 was a real tear jerker. I was talking about passing some of those ornaments on to my Abigail and now I can't do that. This Speechless Sunday post from 2011 was heart breaking to me because it had one that had been on every tree I ever had in my life, one my mommy gave me the year Donald and I got married and one from my baby girl's first Christmas too.
Today there was a new flood of tears. (Yeah yeah I know it's not even Halloween yet and this post is about Christmas... move on if you aren't ready) The tears today were about a package that arrived in the mail.
And in the mail today arrived:
One of my aunts (Marie) found this on ebay. I can't even begin to explain when my emotions when Donald opened it and I laid eyes on it. I'm not sure if she ever even saw the one I had before or she may have been with my mom when she bought it, but it's idential to the one that was lost right down to the package which is was packed up in. I'm ready for Christmas now. Until today I didn't think I was going to be ready for Christmas at all this year. I was sort of secretly just planning on skipping Christmas.
I have to call and thank her now. I think I'm all cried out. I might not be yet, but it feels like I am. Deep Breath.
Thanks for putting up with me talking about Christmas before Halloween even arrives. I think I'm going to want a tree this year after all.