My daughter Amanda was born on the 16th of December in the 97th General Hospital, Frankfurt, Germany. My husband was stationed at Ayers Kaserne "the Rock" at Kirch-Göns and we rode to the hospital in our VW fastback sedan, best car I ever owned. In the years that followed I got into the habit of decorating by December 6th (St Nicholas Day), but saving the tree for the 16th. We decorated the tree on Amanda’s birthday, which worked out just right since we always had a real tree in those days, and falling needles were a bit of a problem.
When I got home from Iraq I bought a white artificial tree. It’s really pretty with red and gold ornaments and white lights. But after spending the evening with my daughter and her family last night celebrating her birthday, and watching everyone decorate the Christmas tree, (and smelling the fresh tree J ) I have decided to return to the “old tradition”. It will be a live tree at the Grimm’s next year, and we will be decorating it on the 16th. In the mean time I am enjoying my pretty white tree. After all, it’s the family that gathers around it that makes it a Real Christmas Tree.