As I get older, and find that I still do some of the things that my Family did when I was a kid, and I suppose those are called traditions...Then there are some things I've come up with on my own, due to time or circumstance.
I always cut my own tree and drag it down with a horse. It would be far faster to just drive up with a ATV and get it. I find that saddling my horse and packing a lunch, then finding the tree is therapeutic for me...It has become a tradition.
When Christmas is over I will knock the branches off, peel the tree and store it for when I gently retire, and build some log furniture.
I always save the best bails of hay for my stock and feed them extra on Christmas day..And my Dogs get stockings with gifts in them, although I don't hang a stocking for myself...I love to watch them rip open their gifts on the floor...then go bury them outside and forget where they hid them.
It has become a new tradition for me, since I've lived here, to travel.
My family isn't around me so the 5 hour trip too see them has become a tradition of sorts...And if I don't go to visit, I hear about it for 3 months..that has become a tradition of sorts for my parents.
I'll also hang a massive red bow on my Ranch sign out on the road. Just in case someone drives by and forgets for a few moments ...it is December.
I'll always buy an extra gift or two....Then walk up to a random homeless person ,and just give it too them..Just because it makes us both feel good.
I will always take a moment, and remember the loved ones that are not there any longer...and bring them up in the family conversations, so that the children in the room will ask "Who are you talking about?"..And we get to tell the stories about them too new ears, and a new generation.
There have been many traditions within my family unit that have been forgotten or dismissed due to circumstance or other family members bringing in new ones to replace them........I find we humans are very much creatures of habit, longing for something familiar to remind us of happy times..or certain family members.
When I see my parents tree, with very expensive decorations scattered on its artificial branches.....There is a set of decorations hung on them.
They are 6 or 7 Christmas balls, bought by immigrants that couldn't afford the little pieces of glass...But bought them anyway for their first Christmas in Canada.
Those two old people are long gone now, and the Christmas balls have gone in and out of style several times...And are now considered collectable antiques, and in original condition......It's those decorations that have hung on our families tree for 80 years, to me that mean tradition.
I always cut my own tree and drag it down with a horse. It would be far faster to just drive up with a ATV and get it. I find that saddling my horse and packing a lunch, then finding the tree is therapeutic for me...It has become a tradition.
When Christmas is over I will knock the branches off, peel the tree and store it for when I gently retire, and build some log furniture.
I always save the best bails of hay for my stock and feed them extra on Christmas day..And my Dogs get stockings with gifts in them, although I don't hang a stocking for myself...I love to watch them rip open their gifts on the floor...then go bury them outside and forget where they hid them.
It has become a new tradition for me, since I've lived here, to travel.
My family isn't around me so the 5 hour trip too see them has become a tradition of sorts...And if I don't go to visit, I hear about it for 3 months..that has become a tradition of sorts for my parents.
I'll also hang a massive red bow on my Ranch sign out on the road. Just in case someone drives by and forgets for a few moments ...it is December.
I'll always buy an extra gift or two....Then walk up to a random homeless person ,and just give it too them..Just because it makes us both feel good.
I will always take a moment, and remember the loved ones that are not there any longer...and bring them up in the family conversations, so that the children in the room will ask "Who are you talking about?"..And we get to tell the stories about them too new ears, and a new generation.
There have been many traditions within my family unit that have been forgotten or dismissed due to circumstance or other family members bringing in new ones to replace them........I find we humans are very much creatures of habit, longing for something familiar to remind us of happy times..or certain family members.
When I see my parents tree, with very expensive decorations scattered on its artificial branches.....There is a set of decorations hung on them.
They are 6 or 7 Christmas balls, bought by immigrants that couldn't afford the little pieces of glass...But bought them anyway for their first Christmas in Canada.
Those two old people are long gone now, and the Christmas balls have gone in and out of style several times...And are now considered collectable antiques, and in original condition......It's those decorations that have hung on our families tree for 80 years, to me that mean tradition.
