
There are 2 things I am worried/nervous/anxious about.



Although I made fun of his “special” ornaments the moment that I saw them, I think it’s cute that he has a story for each one so I’ve gotten him an ornament each year of our marriage. We will definitely keep up this tradition when we have children of our own, but I’ve decided that we’ll have two different trees in the future. One “pretty” tree covered in sparkles and feathers and perfectly matching decorations and one “traditional” family tree that we’ll use for our gifts.
Merry Christmas!