Christmas Tradition: An Ornament Story

Chris and I started talking in the summer of 2009. We were six time zones and 5,000 miles apart. We hadn’t seen each other since graduation from PCC in 2005. By September, we were officially dating. (Facebook messaging can change your life.) He offered to pick Hope and I up from the airport in Charlotte. That was nerve racking but it all worked out. He arrived with a giant bag of Skittles and a teddy bear. Thankfully, the “real life” reconnect wasn’t weird and he spent Christmas with my family.

Of course, they all gave him a hard time but it was (mostly) in good fun. When we exchanged presents, he gave me an engraved Things Remembered ornament. He promised that he would give me an ornament every year that we were together. I though that was pretty sweet since neither of us are the sentimental type. It is funny how the ornaments tell the story of our relationship. It was great in the beginning with the surprise ornament. Then there was the year that he had back surgery and was out of work for a while and I didn’t get the usual Things Remembered deluxe ornament but he still got me something and kept his word.

There was the year that he tried to buck the trend and get me a European glass ornament which I accidentally dropped on my parent’s hardwood floors. It really was an accident. I felt pretty bad about that one. I still have the shards in a plastic bag. He went back to the TR ones after that incident. Last year, our local store closed down so he had to go on a search for a new type of ornament.

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I can’t wait to see what he buys me this year (no pressure).

Update: He got me an ornament for our first house. He does have a sentimental side sometimes.

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