this morning, dad brought up our old christmas tree, dug out from the neglected storage stashes somewhere in our basement. he started setting it up after mom and i left to do some last-minute christmas shopping. it was completed by the time we returned later in the evening: pulling up to our house, we could see its lights shining through the living room window.
it was a rare sentimental gesture from my dad. he explained that for the past few years, i never stayed home long enough to celebrate christmas, and it just seemed pointless to get the tree out if i wasn’t here.
it was true - after i started college, our family gradually stopped observing all the holiday gimmicks that i enjoyed so much in high school. i barely noticed the change, when we stopped hanging up stockings and putting presents under the tree. i thus laughed so hard when i saw that my dad compensated for our lack of presents with the most random gathering of all my old forgotten stuffed animals.
my dad had saved the ornaments for me, to hang up when i got home. standing before the newly ornamented tree, i never realized how much i missed this. and despite a whole day of shopping at the mall, and passing by stores bursting with festive colors and holiday sales, i needed this reminder from home to make me feel like it was christmas again.
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mongolkhana said:
aww the tree looks beautiful!!! i didn’t realize how much i missed christmas decorations until i was skyping with my family and they were opening presents with me watching them.
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