xmas tree

i remember being angry at my father the day he started putting electric lights on the tree. we'd always had candles, and i felt this was a bad move in the wrong direction in terms of making things christmassy. but as it turns out, i've come to love those lights. candles are great, but the truth is, they only last a couple of hours at the most and that's it. whereas my father's got this permanent light-show going on.

what i love the most is sitting in the room at night, with no other lights on that those flickering in the branches and just enjoying the show. it makes me feel at home. safe. it reminds me of olden times, when my mother was alive and i could still pretend to be a child.