“Is that the best you could do?” asked Crisp as I sat back pleased with my efforts. I could tell right from the outset that this Christmas was going to be challenging.
“I think it’s perfect,” I replied.
“Huh, when I was a kid our tree would touch the ceiling. We’d spend the day making decorations and putting them on. One year dad fell off the ladder trying to attach the star on top. Landed in a heap. Broke his hip. Put a real dampener on Christmas what with visits to the hospital, mum upset, tears everywhere, it was a real schnozzle I can tell you.”
I looked at Crisp, my aging companion, and wondered how it was she could be so exact in her memory about some things and have not the slightest idea of what day it was.
Written for: https://crispinakemp.com/2021/12/22/crimsons-creative-challenge-163/
Morpethroad 
A poignant story Michael
Thanks Sadje have a lovely Christmas 🎅🏻
You’re welcome! You too my friend
Sometimes the past pushes the present aside.
Yes sadly so.
Our oldest memories have been with us longest. Often revisited and aired, they grow strong.
They do indeed. Merry Christmas
I send you hugs & kisses
I quite like that tree. It’s simple, yet very sweet. 😉
Thanks Lyn
Bittersweet and true story. Old memories resurface.
Thanks so much