No… Not, the opening number from Fiddler on the Roof! But, close perhaps.
Close enough for me to stop for a moment and look it up. It comes from tradere, Latin: to hand down. Traditions are the rituals and practices we celebrate that were handed down from our parents to us: from their parents to them. Traditions we will pass down to those who follow us.
They exist within families, cultures, societies and certainly within the framework of most businesses.
Our Thanksgiving Day tradition has been to gather at our son and daughter-in-law’s home for appetizers, dinner, and football. Did I mention football?
This year was different, however. This year two irresistible forces caused a ripple in the undeniable Force that is tradition. The first was the arrival of our newest granddaughter, Ayla, who just turned two months old. The second, my present ‘condition’ and all the restrictions and conditions that accompany being eight months post stem cell/bone marrow transplant and still 100% immunocompromised.
Consequently, we modified this particular tradition to fit our needs and decided to take Thanksgiving on the road to an iconic San Fernando Valley Restaurant: the Valley Inn, just around the corner from where Steph and Ryan live.
Same wonderfully meaningful Holiday, warm people, and great food! Just a different venue… A different venue and no clean-up!
I wouldn’t be surprised if this marked the beginning of a new tradition and that’s OK. In fact, under the circumstances, it might not be a bad idea for all of us to examine some of our traditions from time to time just to ensure they remain true to their original purpose.
If traditions remain true, they should continue to be embraced. Cherished, in fact. However, if they no longer accomplish what they were instituted to achieve? Well, then, perhaps it’s time for something new.fiddler on the roofholidayspatternsThanksgivingThe Valley Innto pass downtradition