When I was a young child, growing up in south Philly, my mother said I always cried when the Christmas tree was dismantled and placed at the curb. Of course i don;t remember this, but i do believe my mothers account to be true. Why i would cry, I am not sure but I can imagine i became very attached to the tree, as i see that i am always attached to anything that becomes mine.
Over the years, i have made it a point to have a Christmas tree every single year and often keep it up till February. With 40 years of married life behind me (when did that happen???) we have had many Christmas trees decorated in many different ways. There were times when even the kids had a small artificial tree in their rooms to enjoy, decorated with their favorite toys: He-man, GI joe or farm tractors.
Hubby, on the other hand,was never into Christmas trees and it took of a lot of angst to get him to be involved with a tree for many years. To Each their own, but in the last dozen years he seems to finally be ok with the idea of getting a fresh tree.
Since the boys were in elementary school, i have always enjoyed the week after New Years day when they return to school, hubby to work and I have the house and tree to myself. lights on all day and into the wee hours of the morning.... marveling at how the tree looks with lights.. and the very fact that we have a tree inside the house.
Christmas season 2010 started out with what i wanted to do and when, but once christmas was over and the puppy watch began, the tree took a back seat to life. No additional water, never even lit the tree again after DEC 30th.
For the last week i tried to take it down, but by the time i got to working on it.. I was too tired, or dinner needed to get started. Friday was the perfect day in terms of time and energy. By evening the tree was no longer inside, but outside in the side yard to be used as a wind break for feeding birds.
Goodbye Christmas tree......till next year.
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