What traditions have you not kept that your parents had?
It’s odd that this is the question today. And I say this because I think of family often and find myself reminiscing in that familiar realm we like to call nostalgia.
Of course this nostalgia derived from something so long ago. That what becomes reminiscint more and more, the nostalgia and what it’s tied to, the childhood of youth.
But then again tradition stands resolute when things that were a tradition die or fade, enough that they stand as a fogged mirage. My family is one that stands as a mirage nowadays that I’ve kept close but still gets further to grasp year by year.
But that’s life isn’t it? We grow and some things grow with us while others fall off or are left behind.
Of those things that have grown with me and still stand as tradition it would and always be the reunion. And sad to say but it’s the last tradition that there is to be saved.
C’est La Vie
Good night and good morning, good morning and good night. I thank you for the support. Thank you for being you.
NOSCE TE IPSUM
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