Musing on tinsel.
Tinsel.
Metallic, shiny threads that are draped on Christmas trees.
Did you have tinsel on your trees growing up?
We never did.
And so begins another chapter in the I never did this as a child but feel compelled to do it as an adult to find meaning in life file.
As a child of the 60s and 70s, tinsel was king.
There were trees where you couldn’t even see the tree for all the tinsel. They were rather like the Addams Family’s It of Christmas trees.
Trees with tinsel were magical. Everyone had tinsel. My best friends, my cousins.
But not our tree.
In fact in all my lifetime of Christmas trees, I never had a tree with tinsel, until today.
POSSIBLY THE BEST DAY IN MY LIFE EVER!
Funny, about tinsel. For someone that never had a tradition of tinseling seems I have an innate ability to know the exact amount of tinsel that should grace a bough.
Who did this????
Each strand needs to be delicately and exactly placed.
Not glommed on, hurriedly, haphazardly, not appreciating the sacred nature of the task.
After almost 23 years of marriage, I learned something about my husband today.
HE NEVER HAD TINSEL ON HIS TREE EITHER!
No wonder he was glomming on the tinsel. Poor guy was so excited that he got a little over-enthusiastic about it.
Tinsel reflects.
It mirrors the light.
Tinsel only enhances. Somedays, a little artificial reflection helps spice up the mundane.
All I know is tonight, for the first time ever — I have a tree with tinsel.
My eight-year-old self finds it most beautiful. (My 10-year-old daughter is not so sure.)
Did you have tinsel growing up?
I almost always had tinsel growing up, but its been years upon years since I have seen a tree with tinsel on it and yours is beautiful.
Just a warning..Do you have a cat? You might find it hanging out of your cat too. Not the place you would expect to find tinsel at all.
Loved this piece. I too am compelled to do things as an adult that I didn’t get the privilege as a child. I’m going to buy dome tinsel this morning.
We haven’t had a problem with the tinsel…but I did find dental floss hanging out of the wrong end of a cat once. Good grief.
Yay, Angela. That’s been the great thing about getting older…finally saying I can do some things just because I want to.
Lol! Dental floss? Ew. I still haven’t put my tree up. I have a stressful day at work and the next day my shingles hammers me. Or that same night, like tonight. I will be Easter before I get my tree up.