Christmas season 1983 I was pregnant with my son who was due the next month in January, I also had a beautiful little girl who was 14 months old at the time. Though my husband and I both worked, financial times were tight for us. My birthday is on December 22 so Christmas and the reason for the season has always been dear to me. We didn't have money to spare for a tree that year so I tried not to show my dissapointment. My husband knew how I felt, so he and his good friend told me they were "going off for a while". A few hours later they came back with this scrawney little Charlie Brown looking twig of a tree. It seems they had gone to the woods an hour from where we lived and cut down this little tree and brought it to me to brighten my Christmas. I took that little tree and carefully placed a few ornaments and some tinsel on it and put a star on the top. It became the most beautiful, meaningful Christmas tree we ever had as a family. My children's father is now terminally ill with cancer may not make it until Christmas. After reading the article, this memory came flooding back to me and I wanted to share it with you all. It was truly one of the best memories of Christmas I can remember. God bless us all!

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