We have a little storage closet on our back porch where we keep our big bin of decorations, along with all of my ornaments from when I was growing up. Our family had a tradition where we got a new ornament every year, and many years my Grandma Wuth made Christmas ornaments and sent them to us. I have quite an impressive collection of ornaments, and each one is very sentimental to me. If you know me at all, you know that the monetary value of something means nothing to me - it's all about sentiments. My ornaments are invaluable. They might be one of the first things I would save in a fire. I even made a list of all my ornaments when I was quite young (partially because I love making lists) just to be sure I collected each one when I put them away after Christmas. I would check them off as I took them off the tree, and if one was missing, I dug through my siblings' boxes until I located my lost ornament. Every time I got a new ornament I'd add it to the list.
I'm just sharing this with you so you can understand my dismay when I opened our storage closet and discovered this:
I strapped on a pair of gloves (and boots, in case the little guy was still close by) and I opened my precious box.
Here's what he thought of my ornament list:
My siblings will be happy to learn that one of the casualties was a paper candy cane I made when I was who knows how old. They always insisted I put it on the back of the tree and I insisted I never throw it away. Alas, I threw it away yesterday.
After a time of being very sad, I realized I have so much to be thankful for. Thankful that it was just a mouse, not a fire, that destroyed my things. Thankful that though I don't have the evidence anymore, I still have the memories from years and years of many happy Christmases. Thankful that I have a loving husband who understands just how silly and sentimental I am and loves me anyway, and who was very sorry and sympathetic upon learning of my misfortune. Thankful that God sent His son many years ago, and that we can celebrate Jesus' birth.
I made my way to the Dollar Store where I found a lot of fun little decorations, made myself a cup of Candy Cane tea from Trader Joe's, and started to make it feel like Christmas in our little home. No pictures until we get our tree, but then I'll show you all the finished product.
One who isn't so crazy about all the Christmas fun I'm having and the fun things I found at the Dollar Store? Willow.
She did not like her Christmas necklace with bells. Morty was sleepy enough to allow me to put his hat on just long enough for a picture.
And if anyone has any ideas for how to sanitize my surviving ornaments, I would love to hear them!