This was the angel on our families Christmas tree, from 1960 until the mid 1990s. After many repairs (like the button on the wing), miles of scotch tape, and very careful handling it finally fell apart. I hung onto it for years, unable to throw it away. It sat in a box for more than a decade. The first Christmas that I spent back home with my mom I finally took it out of one box and put it into another. It was our first Christmas without my dad, my first Christmas after leaving my son's father, just not a happy time. At least it shouldn't have been. My mom and I managed to pull it together for the sake of the kids. We had a tree straight out of Charlie Brown, a ton of gifts for the kids, (thanks to the generosity of friends), and family and friends nearby.
A craft store shadow box, some white paint. pieces of fake holly, a couple of bows, and a lot of glitter brought it back to shiny life.
And every year our Angel in a Box gets hung on the wall.
I hope she makes it another 50 Christmases.....
Such a sweet story!
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OHhhh...such a sweet story and the perfect Holiday tradition/decoration. Happy Holidays!
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