There is something healing about the season.GRACE’S DIARYWEDNESDAY, DEC. 19As soon as I got home from school, Joel and I foraged through the garage for Christmas decorations. We found two boxes containing three long strings of tinsel garland, some red frosted glass balls, painted pine cones, a star for the tree, a wreath, and three strands of Christmas lights, which we thought we’d probably need to get just one to work. Back then if one bulb was bad the whole strand wouldn’t light.We also brought out a sled and about ten feet of rope to carry back our tree. We couldn’t find the handsaw until Joel remembered that we’d left it in the chicken coop.We took everything to the clubhouse. Grace squealed with delight when she saw what we’d found. We put everything inside, then the three of us started our trek to the back of our property. No one had been out back since the first snowfall so the snow was undisturbed and high, coming up to our thighs in places. We were all winded by the time we reached the tree.
