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		<title>By: JamieW</title>
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		<description>My memories weren&#039;t deliberate on my parent&#039;s part - and it seems our tradition was one of having no tradition!
My step-kids remember days at our house - having homemade pancakes, coffee cake, pies - just because I made good ones and every one liked them.
My Mom is turning 80 in a few weeks.  She has a type of dementia - she asks me:  Did you and your sister have a happy childhood?  Did we do a good job?
Yes, there are many happy memories - and there are other memories too.

One tradition we had was a time in the morning to read the Bible as a family.  (Not on school days) Dad read and often elaborated on the passage he chose.  And we prayed.  I can&#039;t say I always enjoyed this time - for example, when I was 10 years old on vacation waiting to waterski on the smooth water....., but I am grateful now for his concern for my spiritual life - and now as I set time aside each day for my own spiritual life, I realize this is most definately something I learned from my parents - a tradition continued.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My memories weren&#8217;t deliberate on my parent&#8217;s part &#8211; and it seems our tradition was one of having no tradition!<br />
My step-kids remember days at our house &#8211; having homemade pancakes, coffee cake, pies &#8211; just because I made good ones and every one liked them.<br />
My Mom is turning 80 in a few weeks.  She has a type of dementia &#8211; she asks me:  Did you and your sister have a happy childhood?  Did we do a good job?<br />
Yes, there are many happy memories &#8211; and there are other memories too.</p>
<p>One tradition we had was a time in the morning to read the Bible as a family.  (Not on school days) Dad read and often elaborated on the passage he chose.  And we prayed.  I can&#8217;t say I always enjoyed this time &#8211; for example, when I was 10 years old on vacation waiting to waterski on the smooth water&#8230;.., but I am grateful now for his concern for my spiritual life &#8211; and now as I set time aside each day for my own spiritual life, I realize this is most definately something I learned from my parents &#8211; a tradition continued.</p>
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