I know, I know... call me a heathen... tell me I'm horrible... but I just don't get it. I can't do the whole Easter thing.... not in an American "traditional" sense and certainly NOT what it's become these days. I can't and I won't.
But oodles of candy?! Gift baskets larger than my 3 year old?! Masses of children and parents screaming and running and grabbing? It is sick. Something is deeply wrong with this holiday and our nation...
My husband's work has organized a HUGE Easter Egg Hunt and Cake Walk (you might know how I feel about those)... no, we won't be attending. We'll focus on our values... we'll plant new seeds in our garden and tend the plants. We'll have a few treats, yes, but nothing lavish. We'll talk about the meaning of Easter and why we celebrate this holiday.
What will you do for Easter?
And, really, will you color eggs with your kids... and put them in the fridge... and then hide them in them in the morning... and tell them the Easter Bunny (the creepy guy in the suit at the mall) came by in the middle in the night and hid them in the yard... and the kids have to go find them all... and then hand them back over to the parents to put them back in the fridge... and the parents will make some egg salad sandwiches for lunch or deviled eggs for dinner? Really? Even as a very small child, this whole process made no sense and I couldn't for the life of me connect it to what Easter was all about.
A work in progress