This post is inspired by a prompt from Reflections of a Mother's Heart
The prompt was "New Year’s Traditions"
Pork and Sauerkraut
That’s pretty much what I think of when I think about New Year’s Eve.
It’s a German tradition which is supposed to give you blessings and wealth for the new year. At our house, it was eaten at midnight. I’m not sure that was part of the tradition or not.
What I do know is that we were blessed on the farm growing up. We may not have always had lots of wealth, but we had good friends. Friends that could be apart for a whole year, but pick up right where you left off when you got back together.