I LOVE MY TREE!
Not just how it looks, but literally, I love the tree. It was a "gift" from my dad a few years ago. He upgraded to a swanky pre-lit pine and I begged for this old school blue spruce. It holds wonderful memories for me and is worth every single scratch I get while separating and installing every branch.
And if you could have heard my girls reactions when they got home from school and saw it! Worth every minute it took to put it together.
Let me explain.
Christmas for me has ALWAYS been about family. My earliest memories of Christmas are filled with images of my grandparents, great-grandparents, cousins, aunts, uncles, and of course my sisters, brother, and parents~family, lots of it.
I've grown up a bit since then and have moved further away from home and further away from those big family style holidays. And my grandparents and mom are no longer here with us, but my memories still are.
I had a bunch of my moms older, favorite ornaments just sitting in a storage box and needed to do something with them. I had sat them on a display platter but my kiddos thought that meant they could play with them. So what to do?
I ended up having my dad track down some of his parents holiday ornaments, and I acquired a few from my mom's parents too.