Best Tree Ever
After her husband died, she had to find a new way to decorate the house for Christmas.
Right after Thanksgiving my husband, Wilbur, and I would get our Minnesota farmhouse ready for Christmas. He'd set up our big artificial tree in the living room, where it would stand till after New Year's.
Wilbur would see to his chores in the barn while I decorated inside. When he came in we sat back and admired all the ornaments we had collected over the years. Every year Wilbur said, "Best tree ever, Gladys."
The year Wilbur lost his battle with cancer I wanted no part of the holidays. It was early November, and the house felt so empty. I arranged and rearranged the collection of angels that friends had been giving us ever since Wilbur got sick. My daughter and son-in-law insisted I stay with them for Thanksgiving. "Might as well," I said. "No tree this year for me."
Marya looked surprised. "But Mom," she said, "you love your Christmas tree."
I shook my head. "I can't look at our old ornaments anymore. Not all by myself."
"Try something different this year, Mom," Marya suggested. "Why don't you decorate the tree with Dad's angels?"
So that's exactly what I did. Wilbur was with God, and his angels were in our house for Christmas. You know what my dear Wilbur would have said: "Best tree ever, Gladys."
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