Keeping, and Letting Go

What traditions have you not kept that your parents had?

As I have said before, I love tradition. I’ll try not to break into that Fiddler on the Roof song here, but no promises.

When my kids were little I tried to resurrect as many old traditions as I could remember from my own childhood because all the moving we did cancelled out most of them. I even borrowed some from other families because most of ours had to do with food.

Being back on the East coast has me remembering a lot of things.

Traditions I have not kept would be things like big weekend breakfasts or frequent family trips to DQ.

I didn’t feel good as a child after eating big pancake breakfasts. The huge surge of sugar syrup, runny yolked eggs and bacon, toast and jam was too much for me in the morning, even if it was just once a week.

Dairy Queen was delicious, but my mother struggled hard with her weight, and I did for awhile after I hit my teens, too. I’m all for healthy food traditions or spacing out the especially bad for you ones, but maybe more happy for non food ones going forward..

Not to be confusing. My kids and I LOVE food, likely more than a lot of people. We are all extremely picky about quality, flavor and temperature. (I mention temperature because Gs mom keeps picking tomatoes and putting them directly into the fridge. My kids all visibly cringe at the thought of this)

But I like to have a balanced life. I care about harmony. I care about balance. I care about my own comfort more than I ever have before, so I’m happy to let go of certain unhealthy traditions or at least keep them to a minimum.

Food is a wonderful part of life for sure. At the moment I’m in love with my garden and all the things I’m making or will make from what is coming ripe, but I have to acknowledge that thete is so much else to celebrate and celebrate with, besides food, in my life.

(I never know where I’m going with these prompt questions…)