A Throwaway Tradition

Traditions are important to me, holiday traditions especially so. One of the first times I remember being impacted by a change to tradition was as a child. When I was young, my mama made Stollen, a German bread, every Christmas as a nod to our German ancestry. The year she announced that she wasn’t going to make it anymore, I was crushed. It wasn’t so much that I missed the bread; I didn’t. Honestly, I didn’t even like Stollen. What I missed was losing something that was always there, or at least had been as long as I could remember. It took until I became an adult to realize that yes, traditions are important, but flexibility with those traditions is also important. A tradition that is too rigid to change is a tradition that becomes a chore instead of a joy. My mama realized this, hence her decision to no longer make Stollen.

After our oldest son’s first Christmas, Kenn and I created what would become one of the first holiday traditions for our small family. After spending that Christmas on the road running from one family’s house to another and not having any time to enjoy the day or each other we decided that our future Christmases would be spent at home; if our parents wanted to see us on Christmas day, they could come to us. (We all lived within 20 miles or so of each other; it’s not like we were expecting anyone to fly across the country.) That tradition has remained in effect all of these years. Now that our sons are grown and one has a family of his own, that tradition may change. If/when it does, we will go with the flow.

One of the first changes I made to one of our own traditions involved our Christmas tree. I had had a love/hate relationship with Christmas trees for a long time. I loved the finished result but my perfectionist tendencies when it came to getting the lights and garland “just so” tended to turn me into a Grinch. Add to the mix cats who live (and love) to knock ornaments off the tree and rearrange the garland daily and some days having a tree was just exhausting. Once the kids were no longer interested in helping decorate the tree, I really wasn’t enthusiastic about going through the steps anymore. Things kind of came to a head in 2016, the year my daddy died. There was a lot of “life” and loss that year and I just didn’t have it in me to deal with a Christmas tree. Kenn disagreed which was fine. I told him we could have a tree but he would be responsible for all of it: the lights, garland, decorations and re-decorating it daily. Eventually I got Kenn to understand that my lack of desire to have a tree had nothing to do with grief (even though that was more than enough), it was more the culmination of years of stress. Yes, the grief was probably the final straw but it wasn’t the ultimate cause of my lack of interest. So, in 2016, we purchased a pallet tree. No garland, lights, or decorations required. Instead, I hung the Christmas cards we received from the strings on the tree.

Our 2016 pallet tree

In 2017, we purchased a 4 foot, pre-lit tree and haven’t looked back. I love our small tree and have no desire to ever go back to a larger one.

Our current tree. It makes me happy.

However, one of our traditions is designed to change every year and then to get thrown away. You see, I love plates for every occasion but have no interest in spending money on dishes that only get used once a year; I also have no interest in finding storage for them. However, I have found a way to indulge my love: Hobby Lobby always has a wonderful selection of seasonal paper plates. So, every Thanksgiving and Christmas I indulge in a new set of plates and napkins. Not only do I get to enjoy a different design every year but we get to enjoy gathering with our family without the worry of having to run the dishwasher constantly.

Our 2021 Thanksgiving plates
Our 2021 Christmas plates

So, what’s the point of this post? It’s just a friendly reminder to not let yourself get locked into traditions that no longer have the meaning they once did. It’s okay to change things up. Do what makes you happy – even if you throw it away afterward.๐Ÿ˜‰

Until next time, take care, happy trails, and Merry Christmas!

4 thoughts on “A Throwaway Tradition

  1. I think you said it perfectly. When a tradition becomes a chore rather than a joy, it’s time for a change. Our traditions have changed over time – as needed, and I’m sure they will continue to do so. I like your idea of the various paper plates. This year, I have paper plates with a camper on them. I look forward to using them. ๐Ÿ™‚ Merry Christmas to you and yours.

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    • I need to find some plates like that! Someone posted a picture on FB of Christmas wrapping paper with a camper on it they found at Aldi. It was a struggle to not rush out to see if I could find some, LOL. I hope you and yours had a wonderful Christmas!

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  2. We told our parents the same thing when our children were little. โ€œCome to our house, we are tired of traveling with the kids on Christmas.โ€ My mother resisted. Christmas dinner was her tradition. Even after being told we would be staying home she would call and say, โ€œ I made this dinner and now nobody is coming for dinner. Canโ€™t you just stop by for a little while?โ€ It took a few years for her to accept the change. Now I feel I have turned into my parents. I am the one that does not like change. Even when it is for the better. Have a Merry Christmas and Happy New Year.

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    • I completely understand. We have encouraged our sons to create their own traditions as they grow up and create families of their own and they’re working on it. But, I’ve got to admit I’m struggling. I miss the chaos of Christmas mornings with everyone at our house. Kenn and I are working on figuring out our own new tradition to fill that gap but we’re not there yet. I hope you and your family had a wonderful Christmas and that you have a Happy New Year as well.

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