What age was I? Three? Maybe. Gosh. A long time ago, and Easter Eggs just don't 'do it' for me anymore. But I sure looked happy then!
I remember other Easters, when Dad would make fresh 'rabbit foot prints' in the damp earth around the garden. I remember baskets filled with chocolate treats waiting for us on the dining room table. I remember the dresses mom made, and how my sisters and I were always well dressed for the occasion. It was a good holiday: treats and a special dinner and nice new clothes. Not a lot of relatives or other obligations, just family time.
Nowadays, I wouldn't even know the holiday existed if it weren't for the t.v. commercials advertising peeps and other confections. Maybe someday if we have grandchildren...oops! Did I say that?!