"O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree how sorry are your branches..." so begins the song. I know. Those aren't the words of the song but work with me here. Because, look. Until last year, when we decided it was time to go fake, we would go to Brewers Tree Farm in Midway and cut down a beautiful, lovely smelling Christmas tree and I loved every tree we brought home.
Last year this tree seemed fuller and more 'real' looking and this year, this synthetic tree with lights that won't turn on, so we had to string lights anyways - well, I guess when we turn the lights on...it brings a smile and maybe it's not so bad after all.