Every day after Thanksgiving Charlie asked when we could decorate the tree. It was something I was dreading this year. Hubby had just died 2 months earlier. Decorating the tree was always a big family event for the 3 of us.
The following Thursday Charlie and I started putting the ornaments on the tree. The next couple of hours were filled with snippets of conversation from Charlie….
Charlie – Where’s my ornaments? Don’t forget I get to hang up my ornaments Mommy!
Mommy – Your ornaments are right here Charlie. Yes, you get to hang your ornaments on the tree.
Charlie – Here’s Daddy’s pizza ornament. He loved pepperoni pizza just like me.
Charlie – Look, I found Daddy’s ornament with his name. Just like mine!
Charlie – Where’s the leg lamp ornament? Daddy loves that movie. We watch it every Christmas don’t we Mommy?
Charlie – My NASCAR ornament! I picked that out at NASCAR when we went to North Carolina.
Charlie – Mommy, you have to put on the star. I can’t do it.
Mommy – Why not Charlie? You always put the star on top of the tree.
Charlie – Daddy isn’t here to pick me up.
And the final straw that broke my heart that evening……
Charlie – Mommy, Christmas is funner with Daddy here.