There she stands a small imposter of all the real trees we had throughout the years, mood plays into it for us who reside here, she has a single strand of white lights, and one garland on her. No ornaments, no star or angel. No presents.
Oddly enough as it neared the day we all took turns at plugging her in for the evenings enjoyment.
I laughed at us all sometimes with affection at how we are bound by common actions, whether from habit, or some type of need relief or for the love of the other we continue to plg these lights in to illuminate a tree that stands for many different things to each of us here.
So on Christmas day we plug her in, we watch Christmas story one more time still laughing, we decorate a cake our son baked for friends and an evening outting, enjoy a small breakfast, play christmas carols to eachother we've pulled up on UTube...some of beauty, some of comedy, and a regular meal later, and make it through the day together and are happy enough in the knowledge that we are still together for the day, a special luck in it's own right, and that is really why we plugged her in, a celebration of life as well as the baby Jesus
We have no idea what's coming, we have no idea where the paths will take us, the future is more unknown to us than at any other time, proverbially we have some ingredients but have no idea what dish we are making, time and ingredients will define that.
For now we have the tree and the spirits of christmas past it invoked and we have our own very tightly nit group. Long may she run..............
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