Our neighbors, Joyce and Ted, were an elderly couple who never had children. They were wealthy by our standards and took our family under their wings and treated us with the utmost of respect and love. Joyce was a very artistic and creative lady and had such a fun loving heart. She used something different each year for her Christmas tree. One year it was a large pine tree branch complete with cones draped sideways in a corner, another year it was a huge tumble weed she found. She and Ted built their dream retirement home and named it "Tiger Tail West". Every year they would give each of us a small gift and tied on the top of the gift was an ornament. None of the ornaments were expensive and I really don't know what happened to the rest of them. For some reason this particular ornament held my fascination and I tucked it away and have moved it around with me everywhere I go.
When I hang this tree it brings back to me a much simpler time, not always happy, not always sad, but just a simpler time when I would dream about the future. It also reminds me of the goodness of people who could have brushed us off as annoying neighbors. I learned so many things about a bigger world from Joyce without ever realizing it at the time.
This is one tradition of many that I have in my family. There are many more such as this tradition I wrote about last year that my goofball son started.
What is a tradition or something special your heart treasures? It could be something tangible or just a memory.