The people who lived the longest practiced the same behaviors daily.
Their lives, no matter how chaotic, were rooted in a handful of traditions. They ran every day. They had a glass of wine at 5 pm with their closest friends. They took a 2 mile run. They prayed each night.
The funny thing was, they weren’t grouchy old men or complaining spinsters. Everyone of them was a joyful human being who experienced life’s fullness like a cigarette smoker outside after a trans-atlantic flight.
They sucked every bit out of every breath.
There’s nothing more beautiful you can do for your child than give their life routines and rituals.
Because when you’ve reached old age, and they start raising their own children, those are the parts of your life that will make up your must cherished memories.
What rituals did your family have that you still take part in today? Or that you don’t take part in, but remember with love? What rituals have you started with your family?
Every Easter my mother would spend an extra 10 minutes at the stove making pancackes shaped like rabbits. She’d slap the perfectly formed batter onto a plate, and my father would patiently place two blueberries for eyes, a raspberry nose and a bacon mouth.
My brother and I would wait with the same anticipation we had standing in line at Splash Mountain.
Because we knew something special was about to happen. Something unforgettable.
They were really great pancakes.