A few weeks ago, I was in Chicago with my son Ben and we met up with good friends to work on a school project in Andersonville. Andersonville is a neighborhood on the north side of the city that was originally founded by Swedish immigrants. The history of these immigrants is still alive and well throughout the neighborhood and especially at The Swedish American Museum. The day we visited there happened to be an art/craft fair sharing the traditions of Swedish culture.
This made me think of my own family traditions and what I would like to pass along to my children so that they can become their traditions someday with their own families. Each year at the holidays, I make an advent candle wreath. This year, I was a bit busy, so Ben actually finished it for me. What I love about this tradition is that it reminds us to slow down and appreciate the holiday season. With all the hustle and bustle, gifts to wrap, gatherings to attend and trees to decorate, this can be a hard thing to remember. Traditions also make me see how my kids grow from year to year and how much they still want to keep those traditions alive as they grow up. Decorating gingerbread houses, opening the door each day on their advent calendars and decorating the tree.
I’ll be taking the next week off from blogging in this space so that I can spend time with family and truly unplug. This is the last Christmas before Ben goes off to college and the last time we will all be together before the holidays. He has taken over the job of putting the angel on the tree from his dad and discussions have already started about when we will decorate the tree next year…
Thank you all for continuing to join me here in this space and I hope you have the most wonderful and joyous of holiday seasons.