When Tinsel Was King

There is nothing like a photo or two to rekindle thoughts about your childhood. Looking through old photos of our Christmas trees from past Christmases, I realize some of my clearest childhood memories of this time of year are of decorating our tree. The part that truly stands out is the tinsel. Everything else felt like preparation.

We always had a fresh-cut tree. My dad would drag it through the front door, and I remember the smell of pine filling the house the minute he brought it in. Getting it placed in the stand, as straight as possible. The falling needles, the uneven ornaments placed by impatient hands. All of that was fine, even exciting. But it was just the undercurrent.

For me, the real magic didn’t begin until the boxes of tinsel came out.

Silvery, Static, Strands

Those thin silver strands, bent, tangled, and full of static from a year in storage, somehow held more weight than any ornament. I’d lift them carefully, because tinsel could turn an ordinary tree into something alive with light. We called them icicles. Maybe that was wishful thinking, but in the glow of the bulbs, they really did look like winter had crept inside for a visit.

I’d hang them in loose little clusters, two, three, or five at a time, watching each strand find the light and throw it back out. Bit by bit, the tree shimmered, not in a showy way, but in a way that felt quiet and complete.

Only after the tinsel had taken hold of every branch did the star go up. It mattered, sure, but mainly as a sign that the real work, the tinsel work, was done.

At night, lying on the floor and watching the lights blink through all that silver, I felt something I can still recognize even now: a kind of steady calm, joy, simple and whole.

And in those memories, one thing remains certain: the star sat on top of the tree, but the tinsel ruled it.

Back then, to this kid, tinsel was king.

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