Our New Christmas Ball

Donna and I inherited a lot of ornaments from my parents. We always had a motley crew of decorations on our Christmas tree. Growing up with lights strung together from different eras and generations of decorations hanging from the tree, I have never been fond of the designer trees. You know the kind. Three styles of ornaments repeated throughout the tree. Each of them chosen from a theme. Very pretty in a hotel lobby, but in my world they lacked that sense of family and history and perhaps nostalgia. I'm sure that some of the ornaments I have are hideous. My arts and crafts kindergarten gingerbread leaves a lot to the imagination. But each one (including the reindeer with missing antlers) is special. Each one has a story and although I would need my mother to tell them all to you, I know they have one. Some are simply beautiful in their own right. Delicate jewels that date as far back as the 20's and 30's.
With that in mind, Donna and I have bought a single ornament for each year we've had a tree together. This is our third.