Christmas Tree Hugging

I’ve waited all year for this. For today. The first Saturday in December. It’s the official start of the Christmas season in our house. It’s the day we pick out our family Christmas tree.

And we don’t just show up and say, “yah, we’ll take that one.” Nope. It’s an event. We wait until nightfall. We bundle up in hats and gloves and scarves, and we go to the same tree lot we’ve been going to since my oldest was an only. The Christmas music is blaring. The flood lights are shining down on all the magnificent trees. The wreathes are adorned with red bows and you can literally feel Christmas.

Now, I don’t know if y’all get excited during this time of year, but for me, it’s like a rebirth of my childhood, and I’m as excited as the kids – maybe even more so.

We walk around and look at the tallest of trees, wishing of course, that we could indeed fit a 10 foot tree in our living room. Moving on, we begin our search. Our tree must be strong, the branches need to hold our hundreds – literally hundreds – of ornaments. It’s got to be full, got to have room at the tippity top for the Star…or the beautiful Angel that I bought while living on my own in my 20s, and try to persuade the kids to let me put up, but inevitably lose out to the multicolored Star. But I digress.

And when we find the perfect tree, we form a circle around it, like the Who’s down in Whoville – and we sing, “Bahoo bores dahoo dores, welcome welcome Christmas day…” (*I know those aren’t the real words, but does anybody really know them?)

And then we all hug the tree to make it officially “our” tree. Well, not all of us. Hubby takes the pic of me and the kids hugging the tree. I think that’s just his excuse for not looking like a lunatic, hugging a tree in the middle of the lot.

After tipping the tree guy and making sure our tree is absolutely not falling off, we head out of the lot, and once we get home, it’s hot cocoa, Christmas music and all things tree-decorating!

The first floor is then filled with bins, boxes and bows. There’s a bin of just Christmas lights and garland. Another 4-5 bins of just ornaments. And there’s a special Campbell Soup tin with all of the ornaments that I purchased in my 20s. Every year, when the Christmas Place opened it’s doors, I would wander around the beautifully decorated Christmas store, and pick out one ornament. Sometimes more than one. Over the years I’d built up quite a collection, and placed them in that old tin. I never thought I’d be lucky enough to share them with a husband and children someday.

Every year when that tin is brought down from the attic, I take a minute to remember that girl. I take a minute to reflect and appreciate how far I’ve come. How blessed I have been.  And as the kids place them gently on the tree, I get a little weepy. I am filled with love for this life, for this time of year and the memories we are making.

And today is the day it all begins.

I can’t wait.

Advertisements

  2 comments for “Christmas Tree Hugging

  1. December 2, 2017 at 7:51 pm

    Enjoyed your post. As we all get in touch with all we have to be grateful for, this is an idea I am trying to spread. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hidlnk1NC10 If you like it, please share it! Thanks, Rita

    Liked by 1 person

    • accordingtodolly
      December 4, 2017 at 12:49 pm

      I’ll check it out – thank you! 🙂

      Liked by 1 person

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: