If there’s one family tradition that has not changed since my daughter was born, it’s Easter dinner with my in-laws. My daughter has been asking every day for the past month when it will be Easter, and I can’t tell you how relieved I am finally to be able to tell her, “TODAY!”
Documenting family traditions as they happen every year is a great way to take stock of our lives’ journeys–how far we’ve come, where we are now, how much the kids have changed and grown, how much WE’VE changed and grown. No matter what traditions you may incorporate into your lives, there is something sacred and meaningful about them, and as photographers, it is a gift to our loved ones and to ourselves to capture these images year after year.
Please share with us today glimpses into your own family or personal traditions, whether it’s something as simple as cooking together, unique to your culture or a lovely childhood memory.
I love traditions and we have a few, here’s a glimpse at one:)
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Very true words – I absolutely think of family traditions as sacred. I documented one of ours which binds the generations, just last week.
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i so loved visiting the links and seeing the traditions sarah-ji’
we are a musical family ..guitar, viola and cello… my daughter played at a school fundraiser this week for the last time…she is a high school senior graduating next month
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Today I shared a glimpse of our tradition on my blog..
i shared our easter day on my blog…
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Growing up, the Easter Bunny brought us chicks and ducks and bunnies every year at Easter!
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Happy Easter!
I’m having trouble with Easter traditions this year. My family is 3000 miles away and although I did my best to supply the magic for my six year old (who was beyond excited at the thought of a visit from a certain bunny), I was missing experiencing those traditions of dressing up, making brunch, hunting eggs, going to church with my family back home. A touch bittersweet, but I was able to enjoy the day through my daughter’s eyes. And sparkly Easter shoes don’t hurt.
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