Every year since me and my brood arrived from Oklahoma, Don and Amber would get up one Saturday morning and head to the Christmas Tree Farm. Every year I'd tell them to show restraint- but not those two- not when it comes to Christmas Trees! So each year the challenge was would that tree really, really fit in the house- and how much furniture would we need to move. But this year Am is in Chicago- busy- oh so busy- with her own life- So I stepped up to the plate and with Sarah and Deseree and Anthony we headed to The Farm to pick our tree.
I did "assist" Don in showing just a tiny bit of restraint- but more because those 3 more feet for the tree he pointed out was $100 more!
But this year we have a new room to put a tree in and new hope for the future. We even bought all new lights to put on the tree, LED micro lights that project their colored lights all around the wall of the room.
We know much better now. You just can't take three from one family and four from another and have it add up to seven. The math works, but the social structure doesn't. Instead we now have multiple family units that all are loosely or tightly linked to each other, but are formed by friendships across and between family ties. Max and I are the hub of the spokes of this wheel that gets together on rare occasions in whole and more often as small groups. But this tree this year,as many in the past brings them all together. It works for us and works for them too.
So know that this Christmas season I'll be spending a lot of time just sitting in our new "porch" and gazing at our tree- and remembering... and dreaming... and probably even getting misty eyed every now and again at how very, very blessed I am.