I put up the last few ornaments on our tree. The girls had saved them for me to do. I have the wise men (beautiful glass ornaments from Hallmark), and three angel teddy bears with one of them in a stocking with my name on it.
But I didn't want to look too closely at the tree. I didn't want to see the ornament from our first year together or any of the other special ones that were a witness to our many years as friends, lovers, spouses...
So the girls decorated the tree, and put things up because they were in the ornament box...but only me and the ghost of Christmases Past knows why each one is there.
Posted by bbarton at December 18, 2006 08:27 PMDenise - Yes, they were joyful ones and that's what I miss. :)
Posted by: Bob on December 19, 2006 03:40 PMFinally finally they will seem more precious than painful. It takes time...but they will, promise. Then the little bits of pain that remain will seem precious too. In their way. xxx
Posted by: grannyp on December 20, 2006 11:56 AM
Ahh.. but you also know that 99.9% of those ghosts of Christmas past are joyful ones...
Posted by: Denise on December 19, 2006 12:27 PM