Chris and I started a tradition our very first Christmas together where we would exchange ornaments. Not just any ol’ ornament, but an ornament that held a special memory or inside joke pertaining to something that had happened to us that year.
Some ornaments hold funny stories. Some ornaments are serious, like, ‘First Christmas Together,’ or, ‘Our First Home,’ or, ‘Baby’s First Christmas,’ or, ‘World’s Best Dad.’ And some ornaments are downright cheesy.
The point is… they all mean something.
I realized my life is like a tree.
The trials I endure and the blessings I receive are my ornaments.
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