I find that Christmas is very different now that my children are teenagers at 12 (going on 21) and 14 they no longer wait for Santa to arrive and bring his glee. Instead they attend Christmas eve Church Service with me and girl friends sit with us. I know they are growing up but I miss the little boys who bothered me all day for their gifts and had to be watched around the tree.
Now the only danger to the tree is the cat who loves to climb it. I have to give Shifu credit as he climbs the branches carefully and not once knocked the tree over or broke an ornament.
As my kids head off to visit with their dad for the afternoon, I think I'll take the tree down. Its been up since Thanksgiving and its time to close the season. As I carefully take the decorations down, I pause to remember where I got it from, some the kids and I made together, some made by wonderful co-workers who've now moved on, but never forgotten and the most cherished of all are the Christmas balls handed down from generation to generation.
Merry Christmas !
Bonnie
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