The 411: traditions and memories
I grew up as a pastor’s kid, so Easter was a big deal at our house. One of the things that my dad enjoyed was holding Easter Sunrise Services. My mom did not. So to save their marriage, they had a deal where Daddy could have all the sunrise services he wanted while Momma slept in.
It worked out really well because my sisters and I would go to the service with Daddy and when we got home our Spring baskets would be waiting for us, along with hot cross buns. (One of the main reasons that we went to the services with Daddy was because there was a chance someone brought donuts.)
My most vivid Easter memory is the year I got really ill and because everyone had to go to church for the regular service, I slept in our van in the church parking lot. That is really all I remember, but it is a vivid memory.
Our family hasn’t really developed any tried and true Easter traditions yet. And Fuller’s memory hasn’t started retaining events, just the need for food and juice. I wanted to do the egg dying with a friend, but that has been postponed due to Fuller developing a cold.
So, I wish your family a Happy Easter and ask, “What are you family traditions and memories of Easter?”
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