My Christmas tree angel

It has been in my mind to make sure that if something were to happen to me, my family would understand some of the Christmas decorations that I have. They may look like tacky little decorations, but they really mean something to me. While putting up our tree this year, Amber begged me to use her decorations. "Mine all match" she tells me.

 One of my very first memories, as near as I can tell, was of me looking at the top of our Christmas tree at an angel. I know I was not in kindergarten yet and I know we lived in the house at the end of main street. I can look at that house even now and  know where that tree was placed. I remember thinking that on the top of the tree was the most beautiful angel I have ever or would ever see.  I still have that angel. It is sad that now I can hold that then beautiful object in my hand and see that it is something similar to tinsel turned upside down and glued to a toilet paper roll. The wings, unfortunately now one wing, were cut from a sheet of tinsel, and to my surprise the arms are white pipe cleaners. It does not matter, in my memory she was beautiful. For fun this year I put her on the top of one of my trees and took the picture you see above.

 I don't use my childhood decorations any more, but they will always have a special place in my heart.

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