How fun to browse through years and years of photos for this history of family Christmas trees. Each picture brought back heartwarming memories. They’re happy memories, but they made me a little sad, too, for the loved ones who are no longer with us, for the realization of how quickly time passes.
Favorite “Tree” Memories:
- Icicles – My mom loved icicles, and she always insisted we place them one strand at a time. We’d often toss a bunch onto the tree when she wasn’t looking, but of course, she always knew and made us do it over again.
- Flocked vs. Natural – My mom always preferred flocked trees, and looking at these photos is a blast from the past, as we don’t often see flocked trees anymore.
- Missing “Too Much” – I’ll admit, when my kids were young, the holidays were often stressful. There were seasons when I wished I didn’t have to help decorate my mom’s tree. Perhaps I hadn’t yet had time to decorate my own. What I wouldn’t give now to have another opportunity to decorate a tree with my mom. (However, I’m sure you’ll note a big difference between my mom’s big, glorious trees and my skinny, minimalist-by-comparison trees.) 🙂
I’ve got even older pictures in scrapbooks that I hope to scan during Advent, but that’ll have to wait for a weekend. 🙂