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December 5, 2010 by Patsy

O Christmas Tree

I finished my Christmas Tree this weekend. I decided since I couldn’t do my big Christmas extravaganza this year I was going to do something different. So, I got a real tree to go on a tabletop, and decorated it with all vintage ornaments.

I’ve been buying ornaments at flea markets for a couple of years. I need more variety, but I have picked up a few things I like.

This beautiful one below was at the flea market today. I passed it up, but Greg went back and bought it for me. Pink was a much more popular color for ornaments at one time. I love, love, love this one.

I also have some ornaments my mom gave me, some of which belonged to my Great Aunt Ann. I’m not sure about the one below. I think it was one my mom bought. But I remember it being on the tree every year.

I think the one below was one from Ann. Regardless, I love them all.

Overall, I think I’m going to enjoy the tree. I do wonder how many Christmases some of these have seen. It’s nice they’re still being used and loved..

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Epitaphs for Patsy

In a document she left behind for a good friend, Patsy listed five possible epitaphs that could be used at the time of her passing.

  • ‘Lived Fully. Laughed Loudly. Gave generously. Gone.’
  • ‘Lived, Laughed and Loved. Continuing that elsewhere.’
  • ‘Lived fully every day. No regrets now.’
  • ‘The journey continues It has been magical.’
  • ‘A magical journey so far no regrets.’

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