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.

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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.

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6 responses to “Writing Me: Tradition

  1. Ok, it’s hard to do, but you just made me get a little happy about the swinging of fall to winter. So well written!

  2. Flip one birthday and Thanksgiving and we have the same schedule coming up! I love this time of year.
    I was completely with you ….cookies to warm the kitchen, the shoveling (or raking) together as a family. BTW our “work” turns into jumping into leaf piles or snow piles depending on the season. Truth be told that is the whole reason we rake and/or shovel.
    Ah….tradition. Now I feel inspired!

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