With Easter coming up this weekend I thought I would resurrect this post from last year.
I am resurrecting a post from last Easter. Partly because I am sick and can’t seem to put a coherent thought down but also because I found this picture of my sister, brother and I all dolled up for Easter church. (I’m the one in pink if you hadn’t guessed.)
My earliest memories of Easter are of my mom getting us ready for church in pastel coloured dresses with white gloves and white wicker purses covered in fake flowers. Even though we were the Christmas , Easter and Thanksgiving only church family, my mom ensured that when we did go, we were dressed appropriately. I remember her inspecting our hands to be sure that we didn’t have any chocolate on our sticky little fingers. In those days the Easter Bunny came very early in the morning and left a beautiful egg on our breakfast plate. Hollow in the middle and…
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