June 2013 Letter–Dear Traditions

Dear Traditions,

I am not a traditional kind of girl. I kind of like to break the mold, and do things different. And I get quickly bored with doing the same thing over and over again. Give me variety, and color, and challenges.

I am not a traditional kind of girl. Well, so I thought. Because lately, I have come to appreciate you, dear traditions, and I am not quite sure how that happened. Is it because I am getting older and I cherish the moments and memories more?

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You make me look forward to the simple things. Like our weekly Saturday coffee time in the sun room. And having breakfast with Valerie on the last Saturday of each year. And going on our fall week-end with the whole family once a year in the fall. And our very specific Christmas Eve menu and schedule. And sitting outside to catch the first firefly in June. And calling my mom on Saturday mornings. And …

You frame specific events with memories, you wrap them with emotions and you manage to tug at my heart every.single.time. You teach me to delight in anticipation, to pay attention to the moment, to rejoice in the preparation rituals that go with all that you are. 

The more years I wear, the more meaning you have.

And the more years I wear, the more I see the importance of handing you down delicately to my grown-up children who will carry you on to the next generation. Some of you might be lost, some of you might be tweaked, but the essence of you will remain: you bring people together, you make sense of our days, you put smiles on our faces. 

You delight me to pieces. And I am not a traditional kind of girl.

Thank you for all you are to me.

Barbara

 

Cultivating Thankfulness with Ann:

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#653 Time to go for a walk today

# 654 His help with daily tasks

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7 comments

  1. Barbara, this is beautiful!
    Funny, serious, lovely, and written to my specifications… give and take a few details.

    I am the most innovative person in our extented family and circle, that is of all the 65 and up seniors, but I am s strickler for traditions as well…respect and safeguard most…renovate others…definitely passing as many as I can to the newer generations…and on we go.

    Sorry for not visiting often…Life and family demand my whole attention these past few months and I am too old to juggle too many balls.

    Hope you enjoy the long and warm days, garden or nature, and LIFE!

    Blessings and Light,

    Katina

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  2. Thanks for sharing at “Tell Me a Story.” Your take on traditions is lovely. I too like some traditions, while it can be boring if they are always done in the same way! It is true as we age, some traditions take on more meaning.

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  3. Oh, dear friend,

    I feel like writing, but not an inspirational word would come to my mind. And to spill out my heart felt too risky. So I came to read an encouraging word from my friend. And herein, I found a sweet gift: your pleasure over our year-end breakfast.

    What a precious-to-me tradition this is. Yes, we have our yummy foods–getting more healthful as the years go by, our reflections and revelations of the inner and outer workings of our God in each of our lives. Then our from-the-heart gift exchange and the sweet catch-up on our families.

    And in an hour and a half or so, we both witness that it’s time to say good-bye, with prayer and a firm hug–one that says, you’re my forever friend.

    I love every moment of each special breakfast. Observing this tradition speaks to me that our friendship is well rooted and stands strong. And that, my friend, is more valuable to me than riches.

    Thank you for lifting my spirit and my soul. Much love.

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  4. How Beautiful! I feel the same way. As I am getting older, I am craving more traditions with family and friends. To me, the memories are priceless! Thanks for sharing with us @ My favorite posts show off weekend blog party!

    Jessica
    The Wondering Brain

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