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Tradition… {writing me wrap up}

Writing Me is Bigger Picture Blogs series of writing exercises created to help our community dive deeper into writing, grow creatively, and learn about ourselves and each other. This quarter we wrote from the prompt “Tradition…” and each week we featured one of our community members.

We wrote about traditions…

…how the traditions I hold deepest in my heart happen on the inbetween days {Corinne}

…learning the hard way that traditions are organic and they can’t be manufactured. They come from spontaneous life events that are so freaking awesome you just want to do them over and over and over again without the “just do it you’ll like it” bargaining. {Brook}

… because
it’s with a thrill of hope
the weary world rejoices. {Jade}

… how all good traditions evolve {Melissa}

… that

Our history captivates us,

Nurtures us and makes us forever one. {Adrienne}

Thank you to all who participated! It was a joy reading about tradition through your eyes. If you haven’t had a chance to look at the above posts, please take a look and enjoy. 

We will be back in 2013 with a new Writing Me prompt… get ready!

Writing Me: Tradition {Adrienne}

‘Tis the season of hayrides and pumpkin pies, costumes and candy corn, drifting leaves that turn into falling snow and crisp mornings with flannel sheets and chunky sweaters that lend way to days full of tradition. What does the word tradition make you think of? What does it make you feel? Is there a tradition you partake in every year, or one from your childhood that stands out?

Take the word TRADITION and tell us what it means to you.

Go where your words and recollections take you. A few lines, or dozens, in whatever form moves you, write as your heart responds to the prompt.

Today’s post comes to us from Adrienne:

Christmas Eve

Take me back, not to his

Roots, not to mine…but to ours.

Awaken memories of little ones and

Days gone by…

It’s on December the twenty-fourth, when

The beef fondue, funny forks and sauces

Invite us to the table, that

Our history captivates us,

Nurtures us and makes us forever one.

Adrienne is a 51 year old “empty nester” who loves scrapbooking, blogging, photography and camping. She shares her love for God, her family and her hobbies on her blog My Memory Art.Though it’s her job as office manager that helps ‘pay the rent’, it’s the creative, crafty stuff that she considers to be her real work.

 

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Writing Me: Tradition

‘Tis the season of hayrides and pumpkin pies, costumes and candy corn, drifting leaves that turn into falling snow and crisp mornings with flannel sheets and chunky sweaters that lend way to days full of tradition. What does the word tradition make you think of? What does it make you feel? Is there a tradition you partake in every year, or one from your childhood that stands out?

Take the word TRADITION and tell us what it means to you.

Go where your words and recollections take you. A few lines, or dozens, in whatever form moves you, write as your heart responds to the prompt.

Starting today {and below!} we will feature our own writers. After that we would love to feature you {yes, YOU!} and your piece here on the Bigger Picture Blog. We would love to encourage and support our community in this writing exercise, and we hope you all will join us!

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Today’s post comes to us from Corinne...

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Tradition

 Starting in October we have a swell of birthdays in our family. And holidays… it goes something like this: birthday, birthday, Halloween, birthday, Thanksgiving, CHRISTMAS{!!}, New Years, birthday, birthday, birthday, birthday, Valentine’s Day… and then we rest.

These months are filled with traditions. Big ones: homemade birthday cakes, gifts, special breakfasts and carefully chosen birthday dinners, pumpkin picking, costumes, gratitude lists, pumpkin pie, mom’s stuffing, handmade ornaments, holiday baking, handmade gifts, snowflakes taped onto windows, movie nights, Christmas light drives, and on and on and on.

But the traditions I hold deepest in my heart happen on the inbetween days. The days where we exclaim our favorite bright red tree, and hear the crunch of leaves beneath our feet. The days when we make cookies just because the weather has gotten colder and the kitchen needs some extra warmth. The days where snow gently falls and mittens dawn our hands and we shovel for hours, and we come inside with pink noses and cheeks to hot cocoa and a viewing of our favorite winter movies {either The Snowman or The Polar Express}. The first day we pull out hats and scarves for a beach walk, and feel the solace and beauty of being alone in a vast space with waves crashing and breath chilled. The days where glasses fog when you come inside from the cold…

All of these small moments, they are traditions of the seasons. I hold them close, as they make up my days. Tradition can be small… tradition can be beautiful and simplistic. Tradition comes from within and is pulled out by a want to do it again {whatever the it may be} every year. Tradition warms the heart and tugs at us from years past… bringing us full circle and into the now.