Superstitions

Every family has its own unique blend of superstitions, even when they don’t recognize them as such. They may only be benevolent, such as lighting Grandma’s candelabra at Christmas dinner to bring her memory into the room. You may not even realize you are avoiding certain things because of your parents’ beliefs, such as never buying property beside a cemetery or always stirring your sauce clockwise.

My husband is full of superstitions. His mother told him he must never place shoes on a table because apparently her grandmother died when someone had just placed new shoes on a table. His grandmother used to read tealeaves for the neighborhood women after church. Apparently, she saw exactly how and where one woman’s husband would die in WWII but did not tell her out of mercy.

I have no doubt been influenced by his family. I enjoy a good Tarot card reading and have visited psychics a few times to see what they had to say. I was surprised how many details they knew about my life. I take it with a grain of salt, but I am much more open to it than I used to be.

I also believe that bad things happen in threes. When I took down my mother’s horseshoe from the window ledge and threw it into metal recycling, within two days the dishwasher stopped working, I got a flat tire, and we had a flooded toilet tank. I quickly retrieved the horseshoe and put it back in its rightful place, always points up please. Now it is the last item we will pack for our upcoming move.

Speaking of moving, I will be on hiatus from this blog for a few weeks now for a move to a new home. In the meantime, please subscribe and share a comment below about your own family’s beliefs or superstitions.