Christmas Lights

I love a good Christmas story with a difference, and this one from Sue Vincent more than fits the bill…

Sue Vincent's Daily Echo

A reblog of a story from a Christmas past…

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“I must be mad.” A wry smile played amongst the wrinkles as she heaved the top half of the faded tree into place. Not a large tree… about the same height as its owner. Taller, probably, these days, she thought. She had always struggled with the damned thing. Why today? She cursed herself for an idiot, laughed at herself… a fine picture in her nightie putting up a Christmas tree no-one would see. Except her, of course. She would know.

So many times she had dressed this tree and carefully packed it away again. Every year for over half a century. Gawd but that sounded a long time. Somehow, at this end of life it didn’t feel it. But the children had grown and had homes of their own now… trees and children of their own. There had been the year…

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10 thoughts on “Christmas Lights

  1. Wonderful story ~ have enjoyed Sue’s writings, and as I move into the New Year with the holidays in my rearview mirror, it was nice to reflect on the Christmas spirit again (a sad, yet powerfully positive piece of writing).

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