By: Lauren Spagnoletti
There was a magic to it. The tree was so green. When the room lights went out, the bubble lights on the tree were particularly bright. (What were they filled with? And considering it was the 80s, were they even safe?)
My mother would spray a Christmas-scented room spray from Crabtree & Evelyn. (Christmas decidedly has a scent.)
My father would blast Christmas music from our stereo. If my mother had her way, it was Mannheim Steamroller.
There is a sadness about it all now. Those memories are a flash back to a time before it all crashed and burned.