Another lovely Blogmas prompt: to talk about Christmas decorations. In England, we understand ‘Christmas decorations’ as the tree and it’s baubles (the items we use to adorn the tree). So, that’s what I’m going to talk about.
Our tree is a bit of a free-for-all: it’s got baubles that the children have made, baubles the children have purchased each year since they were very little, baubles from my Gran and Grandad (that are around 85 years old!), baubles we’ve picked up from different places over the years….a little bit of everything. It wouldn’t ever win any prizes for design but it’s ours, all ours, and we love it!
There’s nothing quite beats the feeling of unpacking all the baubles, from their special boxes, and seeing them all again a year after they’d been packed away with such love. My daughter shares my love of this and, this year, she could barely contain her excitement as she unwrapped them all. It was such a beautiful moment.
Here are some of our special baubles:
My daughter’s handprint when she was one (there are three for my son, too, and another couple for my daughter); one of my Gran and Grandad’s glass baubles from when they were married; a silver triangle my daughter made at nursery; a felt Post Box from Oxford (my son’s choice last year); knitted ornaments from one of my best friends; a wool felted ornament I saw on Etsy and had to have (special reasons); a tree my son made; a snowman my son made; Santa envelopes (they write notes to him and he sends them notes back!); from a German Christmas market; a snowman they made last year; a whisk from my brother’s tree (bit of an argument over this one, as my daughter doesn’t like it at all and keeps taking it off the tree and hiding it!); an ornament from a local craftsman; a star from my son when he was four; a salt dough ornament from my daughter when she was younger; a horse my son chose when he was three.
A glass home from my Gran and Grandad; my son’s Santa envelope; my son’s horse from when he was four; an angel my daughter made at nursery last year; an angel that somehow has always reminded me of my Gran!; a Santa a friend made for us; lace ornaments from my Great Aunt; a dove (purchased this year; it speaks ‘peace’ to me when I see it); an angel I made when I was little; a teddy bear my son made; a penguin that’s a source of discussion (my son bought it, and my daughter doesn’t like it!); glass ornaments from my Grans home…and the others are repeated photos…
I love looking at our tree when the children are in bed and the house is quiet. Each and every bauble brings me so many beautiful memories, of people who have passed away but who left me so much, of my children when they were younger, of good Christmas times. I take all these memories and re-fill myself with love, feeling that little bit stronger as I feel the connection to my family, my home, my roots.