The Tale of the Reappearing Tree

Shortly after we were married, we picked out the perfect Christmas tree at the Gift Mart in Atlanta. We knew we wanted a really nice one that would hold tons of ornaments and last forever. So, when we moved, it was devastating when we realized that we'd somehow lost it. We looked through all of our boxes, but could never find it. Every year since we've been in Alabama, Tanner has mourned it at Christmastime, and looked in vain for it again.

Until this year, when we decided to pull every last bit of Christmas decor out of the attic. We needed to go through our ornaments and get rid of lots of the breakables, so we took the opportunity to also sort and weed out a few other things that had broken. In the meantime, we also pulled down the multiple trees. We knew there was one tree that we were wanting to get rid of, but as we looked at the trees standing in the garage, there was an extra one. Lo and behold, it was our lost tree! We weren't sure at first, until we saw the tell-tale sign.....the loose bottom branch that our tree had gotten while we still lived in TN.

We know that it is silly to get so attached to an inanimate object....it's just an old fake tree, after all. But finding our lost tree has really just made our hearts smile. Tanner is thrilled to have it back, and Bo is happy to never have to hear about it again!