The Importance of Keeping Traditions
So, in my last two posts, I talked about the importance of family and the importance of playing games.
I am one of the world’s most sentimental saps, and also firmly believe in the importance of keeping family traditions.
I’ve always been this way, but I do notice that since my brush with breast cancer (Brush? More like being hit by a Mack truck), my traditions have much more meaning. Nothing like a little death scare to make a person realize how precious life really is.
My mom makes these beautiful snowflakes. I could make them if I wanted, but I’m not sure I want to take the time to crochet such tiny thread when she so thoroughly enjoys it and is willing to sell them to me. I have been passing them on to my children and my piano students every Christmas.
It just plain makes me happy to be able to keep up that tradition.