| Holiday Traditions © Ferna Lary Mills |
There's a joke in our family about the way to prepare the tastiest ham. For years my
mother said the secret is to cut the butt end off before putting it in the oven. I asked
her what purpose this serves, thinking it must let the juices out to help baste the ham.
She said she didn't know, but her mother cooked in that way and it was always the
best ham she ever tasted. It became a tradition to cut the end off the ham prior to
cooking.
Years later, we were at my Grandmother's house for Thanksgiving and I noticed she
"forgot" to cut the end off the ham before it went into the oven. Shocked, I asked her
why she had always done that before, but wasn't doing it now.
She laughed heartily and said, "Because now I have a bigger pan. It wouldn't fit in my
old pan unless I cut the end off!"
Traditions. Things we do that bring us fond memories of loved ones and happy times.
Those warm, fuzzy feelings. They become part of our lives. Things to look forward to.
Things that warm our heart with just a thought. Until our loved ones leave us. Then,
they become too painful to bear. Bitter-sweet memories. Painful ones. Holidays,
birthdays, anniversaries, picnics, vacations. What once was joy, now only magnifies
our loss. So, should we throw away all of those traditions that used to bring such joy
to our hearts? I ask, "Will that help ease the pain?" I don't think so.
Refusing to participate in the old traditions doesn't stop us from remembering them. In
fact, the absence of those traditions usually increases the feeling of "aloneness" and
abandonment. Yet, to continue in the old traditions increases the reality of our loved
one's absence. So what do we do when it seems like we can't win for losing? Create
new traditions!
Build on the happy memories of the old ones, but work it into a new tradition for you
and your family. You say your family always went to the beach for July 4th? So, go to
the beach, but do it in June. Or celebrate Independence Day at the lake or in the
mountains instead. But start a new tradition.
If you've always had a big family dinner at Christmas, you can still do that to honor the
family members you still have with you. But maybe now you can hold it at a different
home, or in a different town, or at the civic center.
After my parents died, Thanksgiving was the last thing I wanted to celebrate. I wanted
to curl up into a ball and have someone wake me up when it was over. But I thought
of the rest of my family. We were all hurting. I thought if my mother could look down
from Heaven, how proud she would be that we still pulled together, instead of pulling
apart.
We had Thanksgiving dinner together, said a special prayer of thanks for the loved
ones present and had a moment of silence for those who were missing from our table
that year. Then we carved the turkey.
We chose not to have ham that Thanksgiving.
This year, we have even more loved ones missing from our "table". They will be sorely
missed and we will remember them with our prayers and honor them with pulling
together as a family unit even in their absence. But I've learned one thing about life
after dealing with so many losses, and I can tell you in three simple words ~ it goes on.
May God bless you and bring you Peace, and touch you with a special blessing of
comfort during the Thanksgiving Holiday. May you find true reasons to be thankful,
even in your sorrows. ~ Ferna
mother said the secret is to cut the butt end off before putting it in the oven. I asked
her what purpose this serves, thinking it must let the juices out to help baste the ham.
She said she didn't know, but her mother cooked in that way and it was always the
best ham she ever tasted. It became a tradition to cut the end off the ham prior to
cooking.
Years later, we were at my Grandmother's house for Thanksgiving and I noticed she
"forgot" to cut the end off the ham before it went into the oven. Shocked, I asked her
why she had always done that before, but wasn't doing it now.
She laughed heartily and said, "Because now I have a bigger pan. It wouldn't fit in my
old pan unless I cut the end off!"
Traditions. Things we do that bring us fond memories of loved ones and happy times.
Those warm, fuzzy feelings. They become part of our lives. Things to look forward to.
Things that warm our heart with just a thought. Until our loved ones leave us. Then,
they become too painful to bear. Bitter-sweet memories. Painful ones. Holidays,
birthdays, anniversaries, picnics, vacations. What once was joy, now only magnifies
our loss. So, should we throw away all of those traditions that used to bring such joy
to our hearts? I ask, "Will that help ease the pain?" I don't think so.
Refusing to participate in the old traditions doesn't stop us from remembering them. In
fact, the absence of those traditions usually increases the feeling of "aloneness" and
abandonment. Yet, to continue in the old traditions increases the reality of our loved
one's absence. So what do we do when it seems like we can't win for losing? Create
new traditions!
Build on the happy memories of the old ones, but work it into a new tradition for you
and your family. You say your family always went to the beach for July 4th? So, go to
the beach, but do it in June. Or celebrate Independence Day at the lake or in the
mountains instead. But start a new tradition.
If you've always had a big family dinner at Christmas, you can still do that to honor the
family members you still have with you. But maybe now you can hold it at a different
home, or in a different town, or at the civic center.
After my parents died, Thanksgiving was the last thing I wanted to celebrate. I wanted
to curl up into a ball and have someone wake me up when it was over. But I thought
of the rest of my family. We were all hurting. I thought if my mother could look down
from Heaven, how proud she would be that we still pulled together, instead of pulling
apart.
We had Thanksgiving dinner together, said a special prayer of thanks for the loved
ones present and had a moment of silence for those who were missing from our table
that year. Then we carved the turkey.
We chose not to have ham that Thanksgiving.
This year, we have even more loved ones missing from our "table". They will be sorely
missed and we will remember them with our prayers and honor them with pulling
together as a family unit even in their absence. But I've learned one thing about life
after dealing with so many losses, and I can tell you in three simple words ~ it goes on.
May God bless you and bring you Peace, and touch you with a special blessing of
comfort during the Thanksgiving Holiday. May you find true reasons to be thankful,
even in your sorrows. ~ Ferna
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