I never thought we would be Fake Tree People.
I grew up going out and picking out a tree from a lot, tying it to the roof or in the trunk of the car.
Bryce grew up in Maine, and real trees were everything.
But when we resolved without children, we eventually got a fake tree. A 7 foot tall prelit beauty. At first it felt weird.
But then, it was...AWESOME.
We could put it up and take it down with ease. There was no handling sap (it gives me hives). No vacuuming a neverending parade of pine needles. No worrying that the cats would drink the water and get sick. No worrying that it was a fire hazard. No dragging it out to the woods in January.
And also, no picking out a tree out among families. No feeling like we're doing something we would have done with our children.
It's nice to break with tradition and make new ones when you remake your life. This tree fits us and our life now. And it's beautiful.
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