Each Christmas, as we unpack our ornaments for the tree, I get sentimental. So many of them recall a special person or place from the past.
This beautiful ornament was a gift from a lady in the church where I grew up. The year after I received it, she died from cancer.
A puppy peeking from a stocking, this one is difficult to photograph because it reflects the light. It has my name and the year inscribed on it, and was given to me by my best friend in high school our senior year.
Since we’re in the high school era, this little doll was given to me by the teacher I had for German I and II.
A former boss gave me a set of three of these ornaments, JOY, HOPE, and PEACE….
….and a former coworker hand painted this Santa face on a light bulb!
It might be easy to guess that this came from our daughters’ piano teacher.