Traditions

Friday night is pizza night at our place.
As I think back on my childhood, the memories I remember most vividly are the ones that were part of family traditions.
The key to that, I believe, is the repetition. Repetition is the key to learning and remembering as it turns out.
What happens most often in our homes? Is it anger, arguments, belittling and bullying? Or is it love, joy, peace and patience.
Whatever we do most often is what will be remembered.

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