When I was slowly turning into young adult, my mom told me “Soon you’ll be developing your own traditions, but don’t forget about those we have developed as a family”.
The last part of the sentence sounded somewhat sad, like she knew what what would happen.
I ensured that I would never miss Christmas Eve or Easter morning.
I would even take that annual vacation with my parents.
We would have “wine & cheese” nights once a month.
Jasper and I developed our own traditions too.
Each time we came home from work, an event or even groceries we would first take a moment to hug each other.
Each month on the 19th we would buy a “Kinderegg” to remember our first special date where we shared the chocolate. We collected about 24 of those little toys in it.
The weekend after this date, we would also go out for a romantic dinner.
I can’t remember at what point all these wonderfully sweet traditions started phasing out.
It has nothing to with love obviously.
But suddenly the weather was too warm for a hug.
One of us always seemed to be traveling during the 19th and forgot about the kinder egg.
Homemade food was better than restaurant food so we settled down for Netflix without much romance.
Needless to say, the traditions with my parents are nowhere near as I promised.
These things always seem to go natural in the past and now they take such an effort to do or even remember.
As you might have noticed, I haven’t been active blogging field either in the past week or so.
Whereas usually every morning I would open WordPress, I simply didn’t have energy or inspiration to write anything.
I wasn’t even interested in reading your stories.
Was this going to be an end of era as well?
Last week I was again traveling the entire week.
Thursday night (on the 19th), just before 12, Jasper send me a text with “Happy monthly anniversary”.
The next morning I woke up earlier, dragged myself to a shop and bought that kinder egg.
I want the sweet traditions back! And that includes blogging 😉