Holidays hold our traditions. It’s why we buy Cadbury eggs at Easter even though no one likes them, how the candy corn industry can make a full year of profits at Halloween, and why any Thanksgiving without turkey is just called Thursday. Of the holiday traditions, there are none that come close to the big one. In the lineup of holiday traditions, Christmas takes the gold (then makes it glittery and twinkly). These traditions are important, in a chaotic world they provide consistency. Every year we go to Danikens for our tree, and my grandma’s Christmas angel sits on the top of that tree. She has sat on top of Christmas trees before I was born and if my daughters have their way long after I die, she is tradition. Nana’s cookies, presents, watching 24 hours straight of FixerUpper with Grammie, stockings, making a Snowman with Grandpa, candy canes, sledding with Papa, and hours and hours of cousin time arguing over checkers, it all adds up to one word-...
Our pilgrimage through Spain and our adventures in the Dominican Republic.