October 22. It is a special date on our calendar each year for it marks the day that David and I closed on this, our first home. We weren't married yet, living at separate addresses and this house was a wreck needing so much work.
But, this day was special! And, even though our house was gutted, had no electricity and only concrete floors - we embraced the moment and picked up Chinese food. Bringing it to our house! We found a blanket in the back of David's car to picnic on and maybe scrounged up a candle or two.
And, in those few moments - a tradition was born. We have done this every year since then and this was our 8th year to carry it on. I can't wait for the year we get to do this and celebrate that our house is paid for - we're eagerly working toward this, but it will still be a while.
Having our own little family traditions and moments like this are beauty! Maybe no one appreciates it but those who live within our walls, but it is special and unique and just for us.
Creating family moments like this don't have to take a lot of time or energy. The beauty is often in the tradition, in the being together and in the memories made. Making memories beautiful is one thing that I strive for, love doing and enjoy remembering! The extra details and frills are heightened in our memories making them even more beautiful and a joy to recall.