Being Catholic and Greek, Easter was always a fav holiday in my house. Over the top egg hunts, prizes, massive Easter baskets, all dressed up with hats and Sunday church dresses. It stayed that way even until adulthood, and we started getting so competitive with the egg hunts it’s was like an all out war.
I kept that tradition—correction, keep—and Easter will always be a favorite holiday, where I have so many memories of my dear baby girl, it swells in my chest. This pic is of her stopping mid-egg hunt to open the eggs, and pull out the chocolate loot. She just plopped right down in the pasture and started scarfing down candy. All because of Jesus. She really was a funny little kiddo.