As I carried the box upstairs, I was overcome with emotions. The task ahead was simple, yet, was one that stirred numerous feelings and memories.
I placed the box on the table and opened it. There… they all sat, a variety of sizes and shapes, plus vibrant colors made out of wood, plastic and glass.
I reached in and pulled out the first one, a plastic bell bought with my grandmother on a trip to downtown Hartford. Funny, how I remembered the day so clearly.
The next one I touched was from a friend’s wedding… a simple heart with the date, 12/09/1996. Such a happy day with my college friends.
Seems like only yesterday.
Then a shiny one caught my eye so I reached for it! It was the silver angel my mom had given us! That one always found a special place.
The morning turned into afternoon. One item at a time brought me down memory lane. Former students? Where were they now? And some from family and friends near and far. Where has time gone?
I continued, determined to get this done but was distracted by the need to reminisce. At last, I had finished!
My Christmas Tree was trimmed with magical memories!
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