Heartbroken

[heydooney]

Yesterday morning I was rushing around to find something to package my brother and sister-in-law's gifts. I knew there were some gift boxes in the storage area behind the tree. I gently picked up the tree and set it down a foot or so over, and opened the storage door. I guess I didn't have the tree level, or it was sitting on something, I don't know, but it fell over and I heard a telltale tinkle. I couldn't think of any breakable ornaments we had put on it, but I closed the door and picked up the tree to see. There, shattered on the floor, was a red glass ornament. The kind that you get in a box of 12 for a few bucks. But this one was special because Kalten made it for me his first Christmas. My mom had painted his hand white, set the ornament in his palm, pressed his fingers up around it, and then decorated each finger the resulting handprint as a snowman. She wrote "Kalten 2007" on it and I cherished it. It was high up on the tree so neither he nor the cats could get to it, and I ended up being the one to ruin it. I cried as I picked up the pieces and put them in the trash. Sure, he can make another one, but not with a hand that tiny!

[livingangle]

Dec. 26, 2008 at 7:44 PM

you are right, he can't make on with his small hand. Make a new one...I know it won't be the same...but it will be for this year. I am so sorry this happened.