I know easter means different things to different people, but why should there be ONE way to celebrate?
Life is a gift. It really is.. and I have seen too many times with my own eyes that gift being removed way too quickly and without any warning. So I have learned that it is so important to tell the people you love that you love them while you can. And also to learn from them. Everyone has a story to tell... if you are willing to ask!
Enough of that deep stuff though!
Today I intend to cuddle my pups, eat my body weight in mini eggs, and try to find the easter bunny and cuddle him until his eyes pop out. Cute image right? (seriously..)
As the years went on, the hunts got less "magical" but still were very special. Maybe a bunny wasn't responsible for picking out a perfectly crafted basket, but someone else I loved was. And well, that was pretty darn awesome too. And it was even more special. Believe that or not. Turns out my mom knew me better than the easter bunny ever did.
This year, no easter egg hunt. No specially crafted basket... but I'm not sad, nope, not sad at all. Because it has still been special. Maybe someone doesn't create me a basket, but they created a special environment full of love and perfectly crafted inside jokes ;)