This afternoon a friend and I lounged by the pool soaking up the equatorial December sunshine while we watched our kids cannonballing into the water. Perhaps it was their white washed little sun screened bodies or perhaps it was the exceptionally non-wintery scene set before us, but somehow our conversation turned toward family traditions.
- What kinds of traditions does your family have around the holidays?
- What kinds of traditions did you grow up with?
- How do you work traditions (which are generally non-portable by nature) into your portable lifestyle?
- How many Christmases have you spent away from extended family? (Our answer is 13 years combined)
There is no doubt that this overseas lifestyle has shaped our perspectives on some things. Traditions not withstanding.
The Foreign Service lifestyle makes tradition building as a family challenging. As, I suppose, a military lifestyle would as well. Lots of moving means that you really cannot do anything the same way year after year after year. And this can cause a fair amount of sadness, guilt, nostalgia, melancholy (pick one...or pick them all...) in the heart and mind of a mother who is wanting to give her kids something tangible to hold onto. Something that when someone asks, "What are some of your family traditions around the holidays?" their child isn't scrambling for an answer.
Because really, our kids are never going to be able to say things like, "When I was a kid we'd always go to the same Christmas tree farm and choose and chop down our own tree. We tied it to the top of the car and sang Christmas carols all the way home." We did. They won't. And for the first year ever, that's
fine with me
.
As pool-side friend and I got to chatting, we realized that reading the Facebook posts from so many friends and families who use the words "traditional" or "annual" in regards to something they've just done, have in the past made us long to be "home". Such as (choose one) Christmas tree chopping down, cookie baking with extended family, annual Christmas concerts, annual Christmas sleigh rides, Christmas light drives...and on and on. But, as we got to chatting, we realized that where we grew up ~ where we visit each year for home leave ~ isn't "home" anymore. And we aren't exactly sure when along the way that happened.
But this year, after
many many years of living on the other side of the ocean from our friends and families, we realize that though we miss the people we spent the holidays with, neither of us seems to regret not having long-standing annual traditions.
Here's why. Well, the obvious one is that we can't. Plain and simple. For every new country we'll go to, the weather is different (enjoy sleigh rides one year, boat rides the next), the food items available are different (Christmas turkey...? Maybe, maybe not), the churches are different (Christmas eve candlelight service? Perhaps....). It all depends.
This is the first year that both my pool-side pal and I have felt a flip-side to traditions that we are witnessing on Facebook. For the first time we are seeing that there is a great deal of freedom in
not having events that each and every year our children participate in. One day, our kids will grow up and leave the nest. If we have created a large number of family traditions, how is it that they'll be able to
not be a participant in them?
If I have photos of them from birth to 25 choosing their Christmas tree together with the family at the same place each year, following the traditional breakfast at the same place we've gone to together since they could say, "Pancake stack with syrup", will it not be hard for them on their 26th year to say, "Hey, Mom & Dad, this year the wife and I are going with her family to get our tree somewhere else."? I want them to have that freedom.
I know this is random and convoluted, but my point is simple really. If there is an expectation (be it ever so warm & fuzzy) that a particular seasonal activity be participated in each and every year by our children, we came to the conclusion that it stops being something fun we like to do as a family and starts to become a way that we contain our children and ensure that we spend future years doing what we like to do as a family. (I've often wondered how some of the families I know with girls who've grown up in homes heavy in traditions, who've gone on to marry & have kids & continue in the yearly traditions, would respond if one day ~ hypothetically speaking, of course ~ the young husband wanted to spend the season with his family...doing what they do. The young wife might be ok with it...but would the parents of said young wife?)
I happen to have boys. The day will probably come when they will marry women who would love nothing more than to spend every Christmas with her family. I
might have to *gulp* share them. And pool-side friend (mother of, count 'em, FOUR boys...with a fifth on the way) and I concluded that if we keep our traditions loose and fluid, our children will grow to be men who embrace parts of the season that we've made special in our homes, but will feel the freedom to also create their own family traditions one day. (And, being the mothers of boys that we are, we hope that one day our boys will want to also spend Christmas with us & that said young wife will love us soooo much that she will too).
For today, the small realization that traditions can be made and re-made year after year depending on where we are geographically and in life took off the pressure from my own shoulders to make the holidays~be it Thanksgiving, Christmas, Easter or Groundhogs Day~the same from year to year and call it "Tradition".
Freedom in Fluidity. (Slogan courtesy of the poolside venue).