This year, to the delight of my children, we have our first tree. I may love it as much as they do.
When I met my wife, she had always had a tree, celebrating with her family and wrapping gifts surrounded by fallen pine needles.
Growing up, I never had a Christmas tree. It looked like a lot of work and I never felt pangs of envy.
With our first daughter, we talked about getting a tree, but it never materialized, feeling more like a safety hazard than a source of joy.
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