Sunday, April 20, 2014

Easter Sundays

Easter Sunday. Growing up in the Chicago area, Spring was pure magic. After a Winter world of black and white, suddenly grass and bulbs would peek up out of the darkness. Colors would re-appear. Renewal. Life returning.

We would have new Easter outfits including hats, gloves, shoes and purses to wear to church. The Easter Bunny would come in the night to fill and hide our baskets. Lee and I always found ours easily but our younger brother Chip's took longer. There was one time I remember when he was heartbroken as he just could not find his basket. Lee and I were already popping jelly beans while he continued to search. He must have been 6 or 7 years old. Finally, we were all dress and ready to hop into the car to go to church when...there it was. In the backseat of the car. Nothing was sweeter than finding that basket before church. He was so very happy.

William also would need to search for his basket. The bunny even left little powdered paw prints down our wooden hallway. Proof of the Easter Bunny!

Today, we are seeing mom after she returns from Mass this morning for an Easter Brunch at a lovely place in Palo Alto. We will dress up, though not in our Easter Bonnets of the past. It will be nice to spend the time together and remember that Spring is proof that life continues. A fresh new start.

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