My daughter just made my day, scratch that my month – probably my year.
While working on her 1st grade homework this morning, in which she’s supposed to talk about our Thanksgiving traditions, she said:
“We have turkey, mashed potatoes, and crackers right?…
Oh wait! That’s not until Christmas!”
And that made my heart melt.
Because it confirmed for me that I’ve successfully passed on at least one tradition from my mom, the tradition of Christmas crackers.
My daughter will have no idea how this small statement warmed my soul today, a day that for no particular reason other than it’s Tuesday, I woke up feeling especially distant from my mom’s memory.
And then WHAM! Her spirit came soaring back in the room.
I’m so grateful for traditions and for my children and for the opportunity to share my wonderful mother’s traditions and stories.