The most memorable Christmases aren’t the ones where we get the the shiniest jewelry or the most expensive video games. The memorable Holiday seasons are those marked by truly unforgettable events.
Case in point: when I was eleven years old, my family decided to shell out some cash for a real tree, rather than use the old plastic one. Dad and I drove to a Christmas Tree farm, chose the biggest, most expensive tree, and took it home. The whole family had a wonderful evening, securing the tree, stringing up the lights, and then attaching ornaments.
We all went to bed on Christmas Eve night, and I had just fallen asleep when a loud crashing sound jerked me back awake. My first thought: Santa hadn’t turned the lights on, and was fumbling around in the darkness downstairs. Then I heard a “meow” and I knew the true source of the disturbance.
I rushed downstairs, following closely my parents, and what we see in the living room is our beautiful, expensive tree, lying on its side, ornaments scattered about and broken, and our gray tabby cat, Bully, sitting in the middle of the whole mess, with a “What’d I do?” look on his face.
The next year, we went back to the plastic Christmas Tree, and we never looked back.