The pre-lit 7-foot Christmas tree that worked perfectly last year, kept me buried in its branches for over an hour. I searched for lost electrical plugs hanging in its depths hoping to find a logical reason why all the bulbs wouldn’t light up. Branches slapped against my cheeks, scratched my arms, strained my aching back, and yes, the ultimate…broke a nail. Ulg! For someone who likes everything in its proper place and in perfect working order, this process was a test of my nerves and patience. Tension rose and my face warmed. Tears threatened. Thoughts of throwing the tree out…
· by Loretta Eidson · In: Publications