Migrating is also about collecting traditions

When we migrate, we leave behind places, people, and those little traditions that were once simply part of our daily lives. And perhaps that's why we try to keep them alive: we repeat them with our children, we cook what we cooked at home, we celebrate our holidays, and we tell them our stories. It's our way of staying connected to who we are and to where we come from.

But something curious happens. While we try to preserve our traditions, we also begin, almost without realizing it, to adopt others. We go apple picking in the fall, we celebrate new holidays, and we discover customs that weren't ours before, until one day they too become family traditions.

And our children end up growing up right in the middle of those two worlds: with a piece of the life we ​​left behind and another piece of the place they now call home.

Perhaps that, too, is migration: not leaving behind who we are, but adding new traditions to our story 🥹