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.
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.