It’s not the most wonderful time of year because it’s meant to be the happiest time of year or the best day of our year; it’s meant to be a day that reminds us of the wonder of life itself. It encompasses birth, death and resurrection, the blessings and the suffering of what our human lives hold in store for us.

I want to live again. I want to live again. Please, God, let me live again.

These are trees in their most true form.

The magic here isn’t so much the tree as it is the group of them uniting in their acceptance of the simple tree and contributing their attention in a group effort to love it and embrace their friend’s choice.