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A FATHER, A DAUGHTER, AND ONE SPECIAL CHRISTMAS TREE (scroll down)

Each year as I’m driving around during the holidays, my memories of my father come flooding back to me each time a car passes me carrying a freshly cut Christmas tree on the roof or in the bed of a truck.

As a grown up, I have celebrated Christmas each year with an artificial tree, beautifully decorated, mind you, with ornaments that reflected our “horsie” lifestyle of many years. Rearing horses, spotted horses, jumping horses. Not your typical suburban Christmas tree – yet, one that reflected our lifestyle on 5 acres in Parker, Colorado with a family of my own.