Sunday, January 07, 2007
Oh Christmas tree ....
It always saddens me when the tree comes down. Maybe I like to hang on. There is so much that I love about Christmas.
Memories from childhood

My mice

Matka Boska Częstochowska

The following ornaments may not be on my tree again. They are my son's and will probably be on his tree next Christmas.
Memories of First Born's trip to Europe

Eagle scout Star

The tree is out by the curb. The boxes are packed and stored away until next Christmas. The house seems lighter, even naked .
It is time to move forward.