Easter Sunday

”Easter spells out beauty, the rare beauty of new life.”

-S.D. Gordon

     It’s Easter Sunday today, but it’s not. It’s not the same without the rest of my family. Every year my mom's side of the family or my dad's side of the family meet at someone’s house for Easter. It’s a lot of fun, we eat depending on who’s house it is we sometimes do a big egg hunt. But this year we woke up and went nowhere, we still continued the tradition of searching for a basket full of candy somewhere in the house. We still had an Easter lunch/dinner type thing just like every year, but it still wasn’t the same without our whole family. For us, Easter is about family and food and although we had food and family, it just wasn’t the same without the entire family. I don’t know about everyone else, but our family still does an egg hunt on Easter morning. This year we didn’t have to wake up early so we did an egg hunt at night. Egg hunts get competitive in my family, we only do it in two rooms to make it easier to find the eggs, but there are always a few eggs that none of us can find. This year all three of us were all tied up with fifteen eggs, then my mom announces that there’s one more egg, the three of us pop up and start looking everywhere we could think, eventually, my brother finds the egg, my mom hid it in the best spot possible, the last place we would ever look, behind a stack of books. Although we were able to have fun and enjoy our Easter it just wasn’t the same as the years past.