Okay, as silly as it sounds, I love my Christmas tree. I mean...I LOVE IT. I always want to set it up a couple weeks before Thanksgiving arrives and not take it down until mid-January. Chad frowns on the thought of putting up the Christmas tree before Thanksgiving. He thinks it's sacriligous to celebrate a holiday before another one is over. I agree...I guess...but I love Christmas so much I can't wait to decorate the house and I want nothing more than to feel that Christmas spirit and the way the house looks and feels during the holidays.
There's also a bit of sentimental value that goes along with our tree.
When Chad and I were first married, he was working as the general manager of a Goodwill store in Indianapolis. It wasn't a glamorous job, by any means, but we were thankful for his employment there.
Goodwill at the time had a contract with Target stores. They got all of their unsold, returned, and broken merchandise. Chad called me one afternoon and said they had gotten a shipment in and he wanted me to come and look at it. I made the trek to the store one Saturday and was pleasantly pleased to find several Christmas tree boxes in their back storeroom.
Chad said they had taken them out and put them together and they were all complete and in good shape. He had picked one out for us and we brought it home.
That was 18 years ago. Our first Christmas tree. It's still as beautiful as it was when we first bought it. Every year, we talk about getting a new one but we never do.
I am thankful for our Christmas tree and the memories and feelings we have associate with it. Merry Christmas to all of you.
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