The traditions I know have usually started in inconspicuous ways. You don't set out to do something saying, "I need a new tradition. Let's ____."Instead, you fall into something natural and fun, and you enjoy it so much that you want to make it a regular part of your year.
Nearly every Christmas for 25 years or more, we've had a dinner with some family friends that always includes singing Christmas songs at the piano while Mom plays.
By now, it is officially tradition. This year, our singing and playing was a veritable marathon that lasted for three hours. My throat was scratchy by the end, and Mom's fingers were sore the next morning.
We sang every Christmas song we knew, then we moved on to Broadway show tunes, and finished with Disney songs. None of us professed to be good singers, so that removed any hesitation that you might embarrass yourself in comparison.
It's a small tradition, but a good one, borne of something fun that is worthy of bringing back again and again.
Camera: Canon 40D 1/60s, f/4.5 at ISO 1600.
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