The Best Christmas Tree Ever came about on a ride home from visiting my sister.
There on a small hill was a little pine tree with broken branches and a bent trunk. I told my husband that I felt sorry for the little tree. It would never become someone’s Christmas tree. He rolled his eyes as he often does at my thinking and said I was probably right. The image of that little tree stayed with me, and the story grew from just that one little picture tucked away in my mind. Sometimes it’s the smallest thoughts that flourish into the best ideas.