What do you think when you look at a Christmas tree? Do you remember your childhood or youth if you’re an adult? Or does something specific spring to mind, like a toy or a dish or a relative?
I remember decorating a Christmas tree in Manchester when I lived in my husband’s house. The tree wasn’t particularly large, it was mounted on a small table, one of those three-in-one that are still so popular in the UK. There were lots of toys and tinsel, and if course, there was a garland with colourful lights.
A decorated Xmas tree always brings the memory of a cozy house, a loving family, and the all-encompassing sense of wonder lurking everywhere. This is what Christmas season is about: a wonder, a marvel, a faith that makes the impossible happen.