The golden years, the empty nest, retirement…whatever you choose to call the time of life beyond middle age…can be an amazingly freeing period of re-discovery and growth. Embracing the reality in which you find yourself – holding on to value, letting go of what no longer works. I found these words penned some time ago by Alexandra Stoddard, then writer-in residence at Victoria Magazine, to be both life-changing and life-affirming:
“Traditions that were once wonderful should not evolve into obligations.”
Tradition for our family: big tree, real tree, green tree, hung with all the children’s ornaments – hand-made and gathered……….
the children grew and left the nest; the tradition was becoming an obligation.
Ornaments were passed to those whose small hands had made them and hung them year after year on the tree.
last year – family heirloom spoons
this year – vintage salt cellars and shakers
Do I miss the tradition (and the small hands)??? Yes…in the core of my being………..however – borrowing from Dr. Seuss:
“Don’t cry because it’s over; smile because it happened.”