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There are few visions I enjoy more than the glow of a freshly decorated Christmas tree, lighting up an otherwise dark room on a cozy, December night. Sitting on my […]

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    Emily Derenzis

There are few visions I enjoy more than the glow of a freshly decorated Christmas tree, lighting up an otherwise dark room on a cozy, December night. Sitting on my sofa, letting the magical lights lift my mood, I am easily transported to my childhood—where a magnificent tree stood each year, towering over us. With a glass of wine in hand and the Children tucked warmly in their beds, a certain sense of accomplishment washes over me as I gaze at the tree, feeling thankful.  

To think, just a few hours ago, Husband almost divorced me. Which hardly seems fair, because after all, it’s not really my fault that he can’t string the Christmas lights on the tree exactly the way I want them. And did he really think that nine strings of lights were going to be enough?  What is this? A wussy tree? Double digits on the strings of lights, please. 

Get your keys, get in your car and go to Target and stock up. I’ll just go ahead and restring all of these lights while you’re gone. I really do have to do EVERYTHING, don’t I? 

Wait. You only got colored lights? You KNOW we need equal parts colored and white lights! Here, let me make a very specific list for you … never mind. I’ll just go to Target myself—and don’t be surprised when I come home with the perfect amount of lights, a new pair of shoes and some Goldfish.

Please … just … don’t touch anything while I’m gone. And no, we can’t finish this tomorrow because tomorrow we are going to joyfully place all of the decorations on this beautifully lit tree with the Children, and we’re all GOING TO LIKE IT while consuming hot chocolate.  

Let’s just make sure that this year I am the only one who touches the, um … special … ornaments. You know.  My ornaments that I’ve had for,  like, 30 years. 

It’s not going to go over so smoothly if someone smashes the Christmas ball I made in kindergarten, okay? Who can blame me for that? Nobody. WHO TURNED OFF CHRISTMAS PANDORA? I’m trying to make MEMORIES here, People!

But then suddenly … there it is. Another Magnificent Tree towering over us. The look in my Children’s eyes is a healthy reminder to enjoy the magic. And to never question my micromanaging skills.

Happy Holidays from the Gelato family.

Emily blogs regularly as “Gelato Mama.” For more of her posts, visit OurSouthbay.com or gelatomama.blogspot.com.