It's traditional
is also often voiced as this is
how it is done, when people talk to you
about your wedding or give you advice. A
tradition is basically something that was a good
idea when it was invented. All
traditions were invented by someone for some
reason that was good, socially acceptable, or in
line with a social norm at the time. So it
follows that traditions can be comforting. but
they can also be a burden if they've outlived
their usefulness or express values that are at
odds with your own.
Let's
step away from weddings for a moment and talk
about other festive annual traditions relevant
to this time of year. Most of us in Australia
bring into a relationship Christmas, New Year,
and other traditions from our childhood. The way
things were done when we were kids. And we often
don't recognise that those traditions may well
reflect a melding of or negotiated selection of
the traditions our own parents grew up with.
For
example. Depending on your cultural background,
your family may have had the big dinner and gift
opening on Christmas Eve, or early morning gift
opening on Christmas Day, followed by a big
lunch. Santa may bring all the presents, or only
some of them. And the Christmas Tree, if you
have one, may go up on a certain day, or be
taken down on a certain day.
My
family had melded traditions which I only
recognised as such in adulthood. We
took (and still do) the 12 days of Christmas
thing seriously. Our Christmas Tree
always went up on Christmas Eve and was always
taken down on 6th January. The way it was
decorated gave a nod to Norwegian traditions,
inherited from a Norwegian aunt by marriage, my
mother's family being bigger on Hogmanay
traditions than Christmas ones. Once I got
married, Norwegian decorating tradition
went by the board..
In my
family, on Christmas night,
children, including any visiting children,
were allowed look for a small gift from Santa
on the tree, but real gifts always
came from real people, so we knew who to write
thank you letters to. We kept that tradition,
even though it wasn't my husband's family's
tradition. And it did result in some funny
moments. I'll never forget how impressed my
son's kindy teacher was when he told her that
"The Queen" had sent him a track suit, failing,
of course, to explain that we always referred to
his great-aunt Queenie as "The Queen".