Tuesday, December 23, 2008

Countdown

It's hard to be jaded when your mother still puts out the same Christmas decorations you played with as a kid. And then you see your own kids, as awed and reverent around them, as you remember being, yourself.

You can choose what you think is important and live your life accordingly. I stake my soul on it. But some things-your family, your memories-you don't choose. You can't change them like nail polish. They are a part of you, the way skin and height are.

Just saying. Thanks for reading.
tt

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2 Comments:

Blogger julochka said...

hey, that says "god jul" how cool is that? great pix and what a wonderful thought. on that note, i'll drag my snot-filled head back downstairs and continue the cookie-making. that's the memory i want to create in my child...

merry merry!
xoxox,
/julie

December 23, 2008 10:09 AM  
Anonymous Alexis said...

Merry Christmas, Tara! We still have our old childhood ornaments and I love them, even if some of them are looking a little worse-for-wear now.

December 23, 2008 12:47 PM  

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