Lost Mule Lodge
… a journey that began with a cabin in the woods
“Please be very, very careful with this one, it was your mommies very first Christmas ornament.” – his eyes got wide as he carefully held out both hands – it was like he was lifting a baby bird.
Has it been 4 years or 5 since we opened this box of Christmas ornaments?
After several years of stringing lights on the cedar outdoors and calling it our Christmas tree – we were finally able to have an indoor tree again.
Upon carefully unpacking the ornaments it became clear to me that our long awaited tree was not going to be one of those glamorous, sought after trees with the beautifully crafted, sparkling ornaments. You know the ones that stop you in your tracks and make you take a deep breath and sigh….
Instead we were sharing with our future generation our most precious keepsake ornaments. Most these ornaments have accumulated tiny marks and scars from little hands over many December moons.
For our sons first Christmas we let him pick out his very own ornament. There may have been a hundred ornaments on the store display.
But the minute he saw it he loved it and he insisted on holding it throughout the store – by the time we got home the body was missing and the head had multiple puncture wounds from his tooth.
It was difficult to tell if it was a happy clown or a sad clown. It just looked kind of scared.
These look like something you might find in a dumpster. But, the value on these ornaments to us? Priceless.
This little sleeping mouse was our daughters prized possession on her first Christmas. When she turned 2 she learned that when you color on a styrofoam cup and bake it – it becomes a treasured masterpiece.
We continued the tradition of the kids getting a unique ornament each year. The Christmas Moose with the tennis racket and the Hiking Santa with the backpack. They all hold unique and special memories – but only to us.
Had anyone else gone through these boxes of old ornaments – they would have kept the pretty ones and gotten rid of these old things.
Just the opposite of what we have done. Our keepers had long lost their external sparkle.
One day we hope these will be hung by the hands of yet another generation. When you keep something for this long, you just hope someone else can see the beauty in the eyes of that scared little clown.
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