Christmas Without Tree

We got our tree this week and it got me to thinking. Growing up, Christmas was about the smells of cooking and the holiday cakes and cookies. It was about shoes placed in front of our bedroom doors on St. Nicholas day, holiday music, winter sweaters, and the anticipation of entering the Christmas Room on Christmas Eve to see the tree. The climax of Christmas for me as a child was that decorated tree. The living room was closed off after Thanksgiving and we were not even allowed a peek until the sun went down on Christmas Eve. Then we got to enter the candle-litRead More →