One of the most beautiful things about a Christmas tree is the honoring of traditions that hang from its branches. There are ornaments on a tree that instantly take us back to when we first laid eyes on them. They are hidden treasures safely tucked away until we celebrate their existence year after year during the holiday season. Pieces of our childhood and beyond proudly on display. And that is a wonderful thing.
As you drive around in the evenings in our small town. You can’t help but notice all of the Christmas trees illuminating through the windows of people’s homes. Each one decorated with stories, sentiments, and one’s personal tastes. Some probably bought at places that no longer exist. Or made by our children or grandchildren. Or other loved ones who may no longer be physically present. But their memory will remain alive forever through the spirit of that tree.
In my opinion, one of the most underrated pleasures of every holiday season are moments when the TV is off. Lights are out. And there is a still silence while you are staring at a Christmas tree. It is peaceful and allows one to think about whatever one desires or maybe even nothing at all. Having a tree is definitely therapeutic. It puts small town living in perspective. Especially here. All of the gifts in the world can never be a substitute for peace in one’s life. Even if only for a few precious moments.