This Christmas Eve while I was sitting in my apartment I began to think about many of the traditions I remember while growing up. Opening one present on Christmas Eve, building sheet forts by the tree to camp out for Santa, baking a stupid amount of candy (because it never all got eaten) and decorating the tree with ornaments passed down through the decades.
I then decided to begin my own tradition with myself. Because you have to start them somewhere.
No matter where I am or who I'm with on Christmas Eve, I'm going to take a self portrait so I can always remember that moment.
From me to you, have a very Merry Christmas. And don't stop the Christmas traditions, they will mean so much more down road.