The prompt photo this week is fairly obvious…and so too is the Dickensian reference. It seemed appropriate 🙂 What may not be so obvious though is that this is not a picture of a gift on a tree, but an empty box, full of memories.
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When we first moved back to England from France, due to my mother’s health, we managed to rent a new home just before Christmas. We had nothing… barely any furniture, a cooker that should have been in a museum (and that is not an exaggeration) and we were given a small, cast-off Christmas tree. Yet, it was to be our first Christmas in our own home with our son… the first Christmas where he would be old enough to feel the magic.
We couldn’t afford baubles and decorations… we were barely surviving. The Salvation Army, thanks to some unknown angel, delivered a box of food and small gifts for Nick. I baked whatever I could with whatever I could find, determined it would at least be an illusion of magic for my son.
We decorated the little tree with berries and pine cones, a length of tinsel, painted cardboard stars…and any empty boxes we found that could be wrapped with cheap paper and scraps of ribbon.
Some of the boxes still survive, thirty years later… and, like this gilded matchbox, still take their place on my tree.
The magic of Christmas has little to do with how much money we spend, and everything to do with how much love we share.
Christmas is Presence
Awakening us to Love
Present in our hearts
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