A Gift from the Boy


I was just a little bummed out the week before Christmas this year.

Last year was incredibly busy at work, and I never got around to decorating for the holidays – no tree or anything, which turned out to be kind of a bummer.

Then when the whole brain tumor thing came up, I really regretted not having had that lovely holiday prettiness in 2014. I promised myself that if I made it to Christmas, I’d definitely decorate and make everything lovely and Christmasey.

Well – with moves and company and whatnot, I managed to put up decorations, but the week before Christmas, we had no tree, and since Costco had sold out, it didn’t look like we’d be able to buy one. It’s a silly thing to be bummed out about, but I had really been looking forward to curling up on the couch with Abe and enjoying our sparkling Christmas tree together with my hot chocolate and his eggnog.

So three days before Christmas, I went to work resigned to a tree-less Christmas.

When I came home that night, tired after a long day, I stepped in the door and what greeted me was a beautiful Christmas tree, fully decorated, and the love of my life, eyes sparkling, smiling from ear to ear.

He had left the house that morning on a mission. He searched Google for christmas tree farms, and drove all over town looking for a tree, only to find that most of the farms on Google were closed and everyone was out of trees. After hunting around all day, he was thrilled to finally find one of the very last trees in town. It was at Lowe’s. He hauled it home, set it up, and decorated it beautifully (with the amazing Flying Spaghetti Monster tree topper my sister gave me as a gift last year sitting majestically on top). Then he put on Christmas music and waited for me to come home to the wonderful surprise.

I can’t begin to tell you how much this meant to me. It’s a beautiful tree, and even more beautiful because it was a special gift from Abe.

I’ll post a picture soon…

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