What Easter Means to Me nowadays is vastly different than when I was a child. I was oblivious to the religious connection to the holiday, as a kid. I thought it was about the Easter Bunny, and hiding eggs in the yard. Literally we would hide real hard boiled eggs in the front and back yard for my sister and I to find.
What Easter Means to Me
Honestly, it changes from year to year, and from relationship status at the moment.
I once dated a mother of two that were young enough to still enjoy chocolate bunnies, and other candies, while searching for plastic eggs and the prizes within.
One of the other candies was (still is) the Just Born-marshmallow Peeps. Ugh! I never liked them, but loved the Washington Post’s The Peep Show which was a contest on how to create the best art and diorama of the confection.
After 10 years though, they have canceled it. Read about it here, but it’s true! I would read about the reprint in the Seattle Times when it was still a printed newspaper.
What Easter Means to Me now is a collection of childhood memories and past posts such as The Bayne of Easter – Happy Easter, and 40 Days and 40 Nights of Lent.
It’s another #HallmarkHoliday that’s a footnote in my yearly journal. The woman I’m dating has 3 teenage children so there’s no need to address wicker baskets filled to the brim with chocolate, and plastic Easter eggs with prizes. However, I did spy a collectible on a pallet at Costco this year. A chocolate bunny in a wooden cage which could be upcycled to a geocache once it’s been used.
What does Easter mean to y’all? Still have little ones that believe in the Easter Bunny? Or in 2018 it’s passe to mention that character? Nowadays is the “Easter egg” only a reference to an “undocumented or unexpected feature piece in a computer software or DVD, included as a joke or a bonus”?
Let us know below in your comments or stories! And as always, be good like you should, and if you can’t be good, be good at what you do.
Mic drop *bOoM*