Good morning, lovely people! It’s Saturday, a sleepy, cold Saturday, and a perfect day to look for the light in our lives.
On Christmas Eve each year, my mother gathered us around the tree after dinner. The few presents that preceded Santa were wrapped with precision, and adorned in pretty bows. Three identical packages always waited there, with our names scribbled on them. Matching sister pajamas have been one of our beloved family Christmas traditions for as long as I can remember, and now that we’re grown and don’t spend the holiday all together, it’s the tradition I miss the most.
I’ve continued it in my own home, getting Aaron to wear goofy one piece outfits that match my night gowns. As small and silly as it may seem, it makes me feel ready for the holiday!
Prompt:What holiday family tradition did you love the most? Have you continued it in your own way as an adult, or could you? Why or why not?