As the years pass by—and loved ones pass on—the Easter celebration evolves.
Some traditions are broken; I miss my gram’s homemade pizzelles, potica, and fudge.
Some customs remain; dressing up for church and gathering for brunch with friends and family.
New rituals are made; shampooing our carpets! With an elderly Yorkie, it was long overdue.
Whilst I was hiding Easter eggs in the backyard of one of my closest friends, I grew sad. It reminded me of my youth—and the joy that came from gathering with loved ones.
I’ve missed so many holidays with my niece and my sister. Then I remembered how special it is when they come to visit us in LA. Trips to the beach, swimming in our pool, and Disneyland—all bonding moments.
I also realized how fortunate I am to have my husband, our doggies, and a group of lifelong friends and their children! Home is where the heart is; love is found in those you surround yourself with, and I am blessed.
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