a few years ago,
i gave up on the tree.
if i were to grade
my christmas tree
based on the elements of good design,
it would get a solid "D".
maybe a "D+",
but still, it *for sure* wouldn't "pass".
as a newlywed, i found great pleasure in
looking at my perfectly decorated christmas tree.
it made me sigh and swoon.
it made me happy to look at.
macaroni-noodle stars and pipe cleaner
snowmen started sneaking onto my perfectly coordinated,
symmetrical and sophisticated tree.
at first, i admit, it was a little hard.
as an interior designer, it was a little
like having someone stick a neon blue and yellow
lava lamp into the subdued and elegant room
i had just completed.
i realized that the christmas tree
isn't about me, and my perfectly coordinated
ribbons and symmetrically-placed ornaments and
it's become about our family.
and so, i let the kids pile on the
the pom-pom santa claus and popsicle-stick reindeer.
because now, looking at the tree makes them happy.
and that makes me happy.
besides all of the "crafty" kids ornaments, our tree
also has dozens of picture frame ornaments.
each one is filled with a picture of our family,
some from the last year or two,
and others from four or five years ago.
but all of the pictures bring back a great memory.
yes, even the one of little g-man crying.
and so, even though our tree isn't elegant
or sophisticated or coordinated,
it's perfect for us.