There are times where my thoughts and feelings seem to stall. I forget what use to be and what is coming. I forget who I am and what is important. I become too focused on the negative and forget the positive. The worst part is, I barely recognize I'm in this rut.
Today we decorated the Christmas tree. Although, I love to decorate the tree, this time I was wondering why we were actually decorating a tree we wouldn't be sticking around to enjoy. About two ornaments into the process, I remembered. The ornaments on my tree tell my story or should I say our story. They tell the story of my son's and my life. My son's first Christmas, our cruise, friends and family. Ornaments my son made and ornaments I picked up on a whim. Every ornament means something and represents a piece of our life. How could I have possibly forgotten about how special our Christmas tree is?
The fifth ornament I picked up was very simple. Sterling silver with a read velvet ribbon, the ornament simply said "Hope". I had actually picked up for a friend years ago, but some how, it never made it to her. I kept it and hung it on our tree. Today that simple ornament served as a reminder. No matter what, there is always hope.
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