It is the cause of the biggest shopping spree of the year in our family.
We buy lots of food, especially chocolate in the shapes of bunnies and other cute animals.
We have a long standing ritual of dying a rainbow of eggs in our family.
We put them in a basket in the backyard so the animals can have a spring treat.
With hundreds, almost thousands, of chocolate eggs and chick marshmallows, we set up the ultimate egg hunt for our family.
There’s so many, often we find more candy, forgotten ones, the winners of hide and seek from last year.
There’s a giant party – we exchange gifts and have a feast – it’s like a second Christmas in our family.
And we put on brand new fancy clothes for a street parade because why not, everyone knows it’s a holiday.
But we don’t go to church.
Because we don’t really celebrate Easter in our family.
How can a man rise from the dead?
From the NaPoWriMo website: “write a ten-line poem in which each line is a lie. Your lies could be silly, complicated, tricky, or obvious.”
So this is all a lie. Our family loves Easter, it is a special time for reflection and celebration. But we do not follow what is “traditional” to do around this time – not all of that stuff that I’m sorry to say has commercialized this holiday. But anyway, in spite of the little harsh ending of the poem, I wish everyone a very happy Easter and that you enjoy this time with everyone you love.
Thanks for reading,