Sunday, November 27, 2011


My friend Ginger shares her tree with us today.

Ginger says:

"After raising my children and always searching for the biggest, fullest tree I could find to decorate, I've finally settled for smaller, and yes, an even fake, version to mark the holiday.  I know some folks my age don't even bother putting up a tree anymore, but that will never be me.  Christmas has always been my favorite holiday, and like my mother, who at eighty-seven, still takes joy in lights and tinsel, I will always show my joy at Christ's birth by honoring him with a tree of some sort.  

"Although I can't mimic the crisp smell of pine, reminiscent of the fresh outdoors,  I'm pretty sure the Lord doesn't mind, nor does he gauge my love and faith by the size of my tree.  :)   I'd like to take this opportunity to wish each of you the happiest of holidays, no matter your faith or traditions."

Our shortcomings don't define who we are, unless we let them. Cindy Johnson needs to learn that. Born with one leg shorter than the other, she has no self-esteem because of the cruel comments and cold stares she receives from her classmates.  

When Cory Neil, the football quarterback asks her to Homecoming, she's quite sure he's asked her on a dare and refuses.  It takes more than just her mother's assurances that Cindy's beautiful before she realizes she may have made a mistake in turning him down.

Spice Up Your Life with Ginger
Ginger Simpson


  1. Very pretty, and I certainly agree with your philosophy about it. I keep meaning to go smaller, but somehow going from seven and a half feet to seven doesn't quite cover that. :-)

  2. You'll get there Liz...with ages comes visions of smaller, less, but better. :)

    Cheryl, thank you so much for allowing me to be part of your annual tradition. Love it.

  3. Considering I went from a ten foot tree to a 6 I guess that qualifies. Christmas is also my favorite holiday. I'm with you and your mother. I hope I never lose it. My mom put up her tree until the year she passed away.