I absolutely adore my Christmas tree full of memories.
At first, I dread the idea of getting out the tree, the boxes from the attic, moving the furniture to make room for the tree, and all that jazz. That is, until I open my giant box of ornaments. Then a smile appears on my face, I let out a little sigh, and the memories come flooding back.
Thanksgiving before last, my brother was in town. he helped me put up my tree. As he handed me each ornament I would tell him the story behind it. (You see, my brother was adopted into our family later in life, so we didn't share the same childhood memories.) When we finished, he expressed to me how much he loved the idea of having a tree full of memorable ornaments.
|Please pay no mind to the target bags under my tree.|
I live alone so I store all my gifts under the tree until closer to
Christmas and wrap them all at once.
Today, I'm sharing with you some of my favorite ornaments hanging on my lil' ol' tree.
This ornament was given to me by our neighbors in Charleston, SC back when I was 3 years old. Yes, that date is correct, 1979.
I made these beayties back in the early 80's when I was in the 1st grade.
This little puppy has been on my tree since I can remember.
Sis and I each have one on our trees.
This one has always been on our tree too.
Here's another classic.
I'm not sure if my grandmother or mother made these ornaments
I have a few different ones. Since I make the felt stockings in our family, I know just how much work went into sewing on each and every one of those sequins.
I can remember painting these with my friend Amy Quinton when we were teenagers. I certainly like to think my skills have improved since those days. We lost Amy over 10 years ago, so these ornaments mean even more to me now.
I have 3 of these wire stars hanging from my tree.
They were given to us by a very dear family friend while she was battling cancer. Whenever I see these stars hanging from my tree I remember the dinners Mom and I took to Diane every week and the visits we had with her. I also like to think Mom and Diane are crafting together in heaven. I know, I'm a total sap.
Mom and I made these with several friends one afternoon. We had so much fun with the Incardonas that day. Aren't they beautiful? So simply but so beautiful.
The Thanksgiving after my mom passed, we spent Thanksgiving with Papa's family in Savannah, GA. I bought this ornament because it reminded me of my mom and her love of flamingos. Now, the ornament reminds not only of mom, but of that wonderful holiday with family.
This Santa ornament reminds me of my dad.
Papa is a Harley man through and through.
Sis gave me this sock monkey a few years back.
It always makes me smile.
Last year, my brother Tyge and I made these super easy glitter ornaments.
I have so many memories of our giggles as we made them.
They make great filler ornaments and add a ton of sparkle to the tree.
Surprisingly enough, these are just SOME of my favorites.
There are many many more.
So, there you have it.
My beautiful tree of memories.
Do you have old ornaments passed down through your family?
Do you have a theme tree?
How do you decorate your tree?