Tuesday, January 05, 2016
Sorting Chrismas over the
I think we have more than enough. Let us all be honest, I have always been a Christmas freak. I love things that are different, unusual and not ordinary. Over the years, especially during the Cancer Years, there has been neither money or time availability to go and seek out new things. We have had to have small trees, fake trees, dog and cat and kid proof trees. We have not had everything out in a very very long time.
This year we are taking the time and going through everything. There were years we did not take down Christmas and things were packed in different boxes and they were missing their buddies. There were probably 20 "Christmas" boxes. To be a Christmas box all you have to do is have one such item in your hollow space and you are thusly marked. I have done some boxes over the years, and the labels don't make any sense anymore.
I am surprised at the memories invoked by the ornaments. Only one from my childhood remains. Several given to me by family and friends over the years. Some from my Teaching years, Thank-you again, James, John and Judy. Some to Mary-E. Some to me. Some from me to Mary-Elizabeth. Some from Mary-E to me.
It is a strange power a piece of glittery glass or a piece of colored and glued paper can hold. Each contains the spirit of Christmas past and the power to carry those spirits forward. I have come to realize how powerful those memories can be. Some from BC (before cancer) some AC. It seems mind boggling. A Santa, a small ugly scary as hell Nutcracker head, a beautiful tree, a small old little girl. It is all good.
Like all things, it is worth spending a few moments with them. Pondering if they will remain part of the regular line-up or be sent away for someone else to enjoy. There will definitely be fewer boxes. I do know it has been a good exercise to pull them all out. All of them. I have found very few duplications. Only filler ornaments, placeholders, space fillers but basically, they are unique, special and filled with great power.
Back to work. Nine boxes filled, inventoried and numbered. Two are Mary-E's for her new home next year. It is all good.