The season is steeped in tradition, traditions that take on different forms for everyone but mean just as much. I know a lot of people that put up their Christmas tree in November and others that wait until the week before Christmas. I’ve always put mine up the first week of December and yesterday was the day. I was not totally prepared for the walk down memory lane. Last year I was gifted a few ornaments from my Mom that graced our tree every year as far back as I can remember. One is a very delicate green ball that was part of a set my Dad gave my Mom on their first Christmas together 70 years ago, there’s a pink one that was always my favorite, and a cardboard one that I made in Kindergarten that my Mom religiously put on the tree every year. I was swamped in memories as I placed these on my own tree – great memories of some of the happiest times of my life.
