Teejay,
"I remember the one Christmas tree in my life back in 1962 -- the last year my mother was "worldly." It was a ceiling high pine tree and filled the house with the wonderful smell of the season. I remember Daddy decorating it while roasting peanuts in the oven. After it was finished, we all ran out into the cold to look back into our own apartment to see how pretty it was. After forty years, it seems like that happened last night."
OMG TJ,
That is so sweet.