Friday, February 8, 2013
I remember reading Real Love for Real Life by Andi Ashworth. (An absolute favorite, by the way). In there she talks about a tradition she started with her family when her kids were younger. She had each member of the family write a letter to every other member of the nuclear family. It was to be a love note, telling you mom why you love her, telling your dad why you love him, telling your brother why you love him.
Of course it took some doing, getting everyone to write those letters. But after the first year it became an annual tradition and one of the most anticipated nights of the year. She would serve supper by candle light and after the meal each person read their letters. She said as the kids got older there were often tears shared by all.
She saved the family letters in the three ring binder. Can you think of any greater family treasure?
So I broke the news to Rory last night. He's on board. I gave him six days notice. That's probably about right. Obviously our kids are a bit little to write their own letters, but I think I could write a note on Ivar's behalf, or have him tell me what he wants Elsie to know and write what he says word-for-word. Those are always funny letters later.
But as the kids grow, they'll enter in. What a joy!
Posted by Becca Groves at Friday, February 08, 2013