These are what I called Tradition.

Tradition is created, done, and passed from generation to generation. As I write this, I try to recall what traditions were passed to my family, and I can’t think of anything quickly, and I feel sad until it hits me. I was looking at it all wrong. I was thinking of family dinners, game nights, festivities, etc. Yes, these are typical traditions; don’t get me wrong, we had them, but my family traditions weren’t about them. Our tradition was about being kind, compassionate, thoughtful, and generous to others and our family. We were taught to make sure that we pass these traits to our children and their children in the future. For instance, every Christmas, my mother would walk around the neighborhood, passing candies to the kids and a bag of rice and canned goods to the adults. We were not rich, but we made sure that if there were enough blessings to go around, we shared them, and if finance permitted, we would support a charity by sponsoring a dinner or anything they needed; these were what came to mind. A simple gesture of kindness, compassion, thoughtfulness, and generosity can be a rewarding tradition.