I love Christmas. Although I am not a believer in the religion, I am a believer in the magic and tradition that encompasses the holiday season. I love the lights. I love the music. I love to bake cookies and nut rolls just like my grandma taught me—and I even share them. And I especially love the traditions that have been passed down along with the new ones we have started.
As we move through this technology driven world it is so easy to lose parts of our family history. Some of my favorite holiday moments are when my father and uncle have shared stories about growing up in an immigrant rich neighborhood. Or my grandmother’s telling of her Christmas mornings in the hills of Kentucky. When they were excited just to receive one large apple and one large orange in a stocking. We tried that a few years back with all of the great-grand kids and they were confused and disappointed. Thank god for gift cards.
In my house, we host an all adult party the week before as a respite from the hustle and bustle and exchange ornaments on Christmas Eve—all new traditions that we have implemented. My favorite new tradition happens to be about books—children’s books. About ten years ago I started giving my mother a children’s Christmas book as a gift. Each year I search for something new with beautiful rich illustrations. I look for stories that offer a twist on the holiday season. Most of these books offer new traditions as well as a take on old ones, but they are hard to find. Why aren’t there more available? So, here is a grand idea, we should all write a children’s book that incorporates family traditions. Even if you don’t plan on sending it off for publication, it would make a great gift for family and friends.
Let’s keep our stories and traditions alive by writing them down and passing them along. There is an audience for such writing. I know I want to read them, all of them.