Thank goodness this isn't like Christmas where you have to watch your Happy Holiday/Merry Christmas greeting.( Which I don't any longer) This is straight up Happy Easter.
Is it " He has Risen" versus "WhatdidyougetinyourEasterbasket?"
I have many happy memories of this season. They are probably not what you would expect
|late 60's Easter Sunday me, Terry, sister Jackie and Brenda|
I remember my patent leather Mary Jane's and lacy anklets. My new white hat and slip that held my little dress-- out. All the better to twirl in.
One year I had a parasol purse with a drawstring, back in the day/the early 60's when everything was in it's place-----it was the slicked back hair, pin curled, Fried Chicken and mashed potatoes and gravy era. Homemade.
|Mike, me, Jackie, Mom & Brenda '59 Donnell Pond|
children, ironing, washing, gardening, canning,...need I go on? :)
My past memories are of the feel good kind. Happy Easter was Happy Easter with dyed eggs thrown in and sugary Peeps and jelly beans a must-have. Parents did all the work
and the kids just helped to clean up -sometimes.
Being a kid then was good times and Holidays of any kind made it better.
I remember my kids all "gussied up" for their own Easters, my son in his new blue suit which he wasn't happy about andmy daughter's curls taking center stage.
I miss my dad's Ham with Raisin gravy, and before you turn your nose up, let me tell you, I hate raisins, but they added such an amazing flavor to the juices from the Ham, a salty sweet taste....He was THE gravy maker at all the family dinners. I could go on and on and stumble
|Mike, me Dad, summers day.|
I could sit here with intermittent smiles and at the same time have tears streaming down my face. As with most holidays I long for those not with us any longer, fellowshiping of those times, and Gravy.
Happy Easter to you and yours and pass the sugar, please.