I've been thinking about traditions lately.
Mostly, I've been thinking about the skills we pass down from generation to generation. My mother taught me how to do things around the house at a young age. By the time I was eight, I knew how to operate the washing machine, determine if a plant in our garden was a weed, start the lawnmower, and cook things like macaroni and cheese.
When I went off to college, I wasn't concerned about having to look after myself. My mom had prepared me for what to do if I got sick, a button fell off my coat, or my car battery died.
I'm trying to be as good as Mom was about instilling life skills, but one thing I never could learn was how to be adept at sewing (other than a button). Thankfully, my daughter Sophie is learning to sew at school and her teacher, who knows how much I like to draw, asked me to sketch out a design for their class auction project - a quilt.
(You'll see the beginnings of it here and I will post more pics when it's done.)
The kids study the life cycle of the butterfly and I thought it would make a beautiful quilt, with the butterflies in cocoons in the moonlight and bursting forth over dozens of bright flowers below a bright, merry sun. So maybe now I'll learn a bit more about sewing.
Together, Sophie and I are beading and stitching, gardening and baking, and building so many precious memories.
What about you? What skill did your mom teach you that you cherish to this day?