When I got married, I was excited at the thought of buying my own Christmas decorations. I had visions of a stunning array of lights, tinsel, twinkling glass ornaments, topped off with an enormous tree.
A month long shopping exhibition in the lead up to our first Christmas as a married couple, my husband and I gathered supplies. Then one day I was shopping alone, and in a department store saw a ‘sale’ sign and headed towards it. The discount section featured a number of items but nothing I particularly needed. However, tucked away in the corner I saw a battered oblong box. Closer inspection showed it to be a Christmas tree. The box appeared to have been water damaged, misshapen and warped, and poking out of one end was a green branch. The tree itself was small, no more than 3 feet. Nothing like the image in my head.
It had been marked down several times, until finally someone had scrawled $1 in marker pen across the top.
I bought it, and took it home. Only then realizing I had somewhat of a scale problem. Large ornaments, small tree…In fact when I decorated it, my husband laughed and said it looked like the poor little thing had been attacked by ”The Planet Christmas”
But I didn’t care. My forlorn little tree stood proud and loved.
I have been married for 28 years, and I still have that tree. And every year that little tree comes out of its battered box and stands tall.
I want to wish everyone a joyous, happy, wonderful holiday season.
And remember, everything can look beautiful, if someone loves it.