This may sound a bit strange, but Easter is my favorite holiday. Not being religious whatsoever, my love for this happy hopping holiday stems from fond memories of childhood Easter’s with my family. I will do my best in this article to paint a picture of how much egg-citement this day brought to me as a child, and still does to this day. (That’s the only pun, I promise).
There was no greater excitement to me than the Easter egg hunt held throughout the ten acre woods at my grandparents house. As I am an only child, knowing that I wasn't competing with others in a mad dash to collect the eggs, I was able to take a nice leisurely stroll through the forest and find my eggs and easter baskets as I went along. The melting snow and the fresh smells of spring, promising warmer weather ahead, also aided in my enjoyment. The best was when some baskets would be hidden in trees and I would have to climb to reach them, or when some eggs would be nestled into tiny patches of snow that had not yet been melted away by the sun.
After heading inside to survey the assortment of eggs that I collected along my journey, there would always be a mysterious knock at the door. Try as I might, I was never quick enough to catch the Easter bunny as he delivered my last and biggest basket to the door. Never once did I think it curious that my grandfather always “disappeared” during this time. After an afternoon of Easter egg dyeing, we would all settle down to enjoy a lovely Easter Brunch. Needless to say, I was always egg-hausted Easter night. (Sorry, I know I promised no more puns, but I couldn't resist).
Easter will always be my favorite holiday no matter how old I get, and I hope to make it as special someday for my future children as it was for me.
What is your favorite holiday and why?