Why is it important to create a tradition for remembrance?

Why is it important to create a tradition for remembrance?
Can some give examples of what they do?


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My oldest sister died 02/10, I've had my grieving period of this (I think and feel at least). We were close but we weren't, just how it is.

Last week t mentioned to write a letter (done) and that she'd work with me on a tradition to do every year in remembrance.

Perhaps it's just a thought right now but I don't see why.

My sister is gone, I have her memory, and... Why make a tradition for this? Why can't my tradition be to move on.

I'm also very aware that I may have issues remembering in a year from now to do the tradition; as time eludes me often...

I don't think that a remembrance means that something of the physical form is important. Choosing to not face those memories attached to the day is normal as long as there's no guilt involved remembering , but the whole thing always seems forced.

I feel for you, I really do.

I think everyone grieves in their own way & with their own family traditions or religious values in mind.
I like to remember the dead on the day they were born where some grieve on the day they died. I’d rather think & celebrate their birth & time on this planet.

For me, I think the realization of death is constantly buried & saved for the people who we think are very old. We don’t contemplate our own death or become comfortable with it. We put it off & ignore it.

I like to think of death every day. It walks with me ever day & is always present. It has become a comfort & part of my reality. Some would feel this way about their religion too.

But if death is remembered & not looming in the distance as something terrible, it brings me humility, contemplation & some contentment, plus helps me keep my goals realistic.
But that’s just me lol.

It’s something to do to make you feel better.

If it doesn’t, then there is no need to do anything.

My daughter and I wrote memories in a blank book for a while. We put messages in a box with things we remember my husband/her dad for. But we aren’t moved to do anything now.

I am sorry for your loss. It is difficult to move on. Our siblings are often the people that we compete with and when they are gone we still have the race going on inside. It is not easy by any means.

I miss the good times I have shared with people that die but I do not miss the difficult times. Grieving for me takes time. I am changing slowing and reinventing myself as I adjust to them being gone.

For me the grief is subsiding but there are more layers that come out. I find helping others in peer to peer support makes my burden less as far as grief goes.