Back home, we moved “our” tree into

Back home, we moved “our” tree into our tiny living room. Cheerfully, the girls painted some paper decorations. With delight that had been absent for months, we started to add the things we bought from the supermarket around the Christmas tree. We strung the lights, hung the multicolored balls and placed the paper angel on top. Finally, with a girl in each of my arms, we sat in the darkness, attracted by the twinkling Christmas tree lights. There was full of joy in our new home.The annual winter holiday became a family tradition. We’d feel complete with a “Jewish Angel” Christmas tree in member of our heaven-sent gift. For many years, we held our breath and experienced the familiar feeling up our arms when we placed the original paper angel on the top of each tree. Still, every Christmas Eve, my daughters and I talked about the unexpected joy that Christmas tree had brought us and about the special childhood memories at that time.