This is my Mom's Christmas tree that I didn't have the heart to send to storage this year. I set it up in my bedroom at her house. That way next Christmas I just have to move it from the back of the house to the living room. No trudging through snow with an already decorated Christmas tree. That's right. It stays decorated all year round. So this year, it gets to stand in the house all year round.
I even set up the Nativity display as well. The whole enchilada is there waiting for December to roll around again.
I don't feel the need anymore to shut out the story in my life. I am seeing value in the story because now, I see it as all story. There is nothing left in my head that needs to embrace it as other than story. I'm finally feeling safe again. That is a great feeling. I've missed feeling safe.
