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Dear Reader
I like to look back before I carry on. Moving quickly from one experience to the next, I miss out on savoring the good stuff in life, the moments that make me smile every time I think about them. So I'm looking back to our family's traditional Easter celebration at my house. Three of my grandchildren Hadley, James and Paul, who's 12 years old (he's the one I was concerned about this year), came to Grandma's for the big egg hunt. Would Paul feel he was too old to look for the eggs "the Bunny" had hidden around our yard? I wrote about my concern before Easter and a reader gave me a great idea. After the kids found their eggs and their Easter baskets filled with treats, the kids hid eggs for the adults to find. But the grownups were a tricky bunch. The kids' dad turned on his phone's video camera, rested it up in the window sill so he could record where the kids were hiding eggs. But the apple(s) don't fall far from the tree, my grandkids spotted the phone and quickly deleted the recording.
Hiding eggs for the adults, it's definitely a tradition that will go forward in our family. Traditions are important to me, but they're not all set in stone, I've changed some along the way. My grandmother and mother used to cook a big home cooked spread for Easter dinner. The past two years I've ordered a Chinese buffet. No cooking gives "the big, fluffy Bunny" more time to concentrate on the fun stuff--like a sack race. It was a first for us this year, but it was so much fun, we'll be doing it again next year. The grandkids and their dad jumped into the big sacks and hop, hop, hop, the race was on. Yes, I have photos, click here.
Those past holiday family memories that I carry with me in my heart, they seem to have stayed with my kids, now that they're all grown with families of their own. My daughter, who lives far away from Sarasota sent me a note in this year's Easter card:
"Mom, I always loved Easter. See the old picture of me in my Easter bonnet? You used to have us all gussied up for church, all of us kids looking dynamite, hats, gloves and all. I remember a lot of nice family Easter times, thank you Mom. I don't think you can even comprehend how deeply I love you. I think you're brilliant, a cheerful giver. You're funny and interesting with a wonderful sense of humor. It's so evident how big your heart is. Happy Easter Mom, I love you."
Every year there's another new Easter memory to carry with me in my heart.
Thanks for reading with me. It's so good to read with friends.
Suzanne Beecher
Suzanne@DearReader.com
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