Every Easter I struggle with how to handle the holiday. My family is still young so we don't have it all figured out quite yet. In Christian tradition, Easter is only rivaled by Christmas as the biggest and most anticipated holiday of the year. Christmas has advent and decorations and certain recipes that help to make it special. Easter has... well, nothing.
We don't "do" Santa, the Tooth Fairy, Leprechauns, or the Easter Bunny. Easter isn't about bunnies, eggs, and chocolate. It's about the death and resurrection of the one I love most.
The thing is, you have to go through the "death" part before you get to the resurrection. This is my hang up. How do you celebrate that?! So here I sit on Good Friday depressed and barely holding things together. I've heard/seen the "Sunday's coming" speech/video a hundred times and I love it. But, right now, it's Friday.
And that's kind of where I'm at.
