Your Family’s Legacy – Melissa K. Norris

Your Family’s Legacy

By Melissa Norris | Homestead Life

Apr 04

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After Monday’s post, Heirloom Green Bean Seed Giveaway, I started thinking about all the things that make up my family’s legacy and traditions.

My mother always took us to church, every Sunday morning. Once we hit our late teens, the rule was we had to go to church at least two Sunday’s a month. I usually went with her every Sunday, but knowing I had a choice, made me not rebel. (That reverse psychology worked well)

If someone was going through a hard time, my mother always offered to pray with them. I don’t remember anyone ever turning her down. I admit I was a bit in awe at how she knew what words to say. Words flowed from her mouth, like she spoke to a friend, knowing exactly what to say and ask. Now that I’ve come to know Jesus intimately, I feel a comforting warmth spread over me when I pray out loud for others, like He’s wrapping me in a well loved quilt straight off the clothes line in August.

We always planted a large vegetable garden. Every spring, we’d head out together with our seeds in hand. One person would make the hole for the seed, one would drop it in, and my dad would go behind covering the seeds up. We weeded and harvested together. My father still loves to go out and pick, string, and snap the green beans for my mom to can, sometimes more than she’d like to do in an afternoon.

In early April, my dad and I would start looking for morel mushrooms. He always spotted the first one, no matter how hard I tried. It was like hunting for Easter eggs, but it lasted a whole month! My son’s favorite food is fried morels.

When I was little, my mother read to me every night. Once I got older, she’d read a chapter a night. We went through the Little House on the Prairie series more than once. I know this ignited my desire to become a writer.

I now read to my own children, we go to church, and I pray out loud with them, continuing the Spiritual Legacy left to me by mother. We also garden together, from the time they were big enough to toddle among the rows, my kids had dirt squeezing beneath their little chubby toes.

The one great thing about traditions is we’re free to keep the good ones, forget the bad, and start new ones any time.

What’s your favorite family tradition? (Anyone else hearing Hank Williams Jr.’s song about now)

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About the Author

Melissa K. Norris inspires people's faith and pioneer roots with her books, podcast, and blog. Melissa lives with her husband and two children in their own little house in the big woods in the foothills of the North Cascade Mountains. When she's not wrangling chickens and cattle, you can find her stuffing Mason jars with homegrown food and playing with flour and sugar in the kitchen.

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