For a lot of years I've tried very hard not to have holiday "traditions". When I was growing up, traditions always seemed stifling and obligatory. The tradition became the holiday and then you are stuck. If something happened that derailed the tradition, then everyone mourned the tradition, which got in the way of simply celebrating the holiday in another way. It turns out all of my efforts failed. In this house it appears we do indeed have Thanksgiving traditions.
At noon on Thanksgiving Day, it would not be Thanksgiving if we didn't invite Arlo Guthrie in to sing Alice's restaurant. Something like this. Our 21 year old son loves this tradition, knows all the words, and we all wait expectantly for the line of "this is a difficult case of American blind justice!"
Another tradition is sharing Thanksgiving dinner with some dear friends, Mary, Len, and the kids. This year was particularly special because it's the first time their son was able to join us since 2001. His intervening years have been spent in the military, including Afghanistan and Iraq.
The food was wonderful and it was great to have the 'kids' (young twenties) at the table laughing and reminiscing. Lots of laughter and lots of love.
Thanks for having us Mary everything was great!
Happy Thanksgiving to the U.S. readers and anyone else who happens by.
Now, off to knit on Christmas presents, which would be...... another Thanksgiving tradition.