My pants were yellow and my beads were blue. The colors seemed to feel like Easter. Bright, happy, and celebratory. I've been having a wonderful time making jewelry over the weekend, and I finally found a black and white striped shirt! I want to wear it constantly now.
Oh yeah, and before I forget, it's Easter today! Our family never really did the Easter-egg-decorating and candy-eating thing. I can only recall one or two Easter egg hunts we did when we were little; my mom hid the colorful plastic eggs throughout the house and my brothers and I darted around and searched in cupboards and under the bed. Mom knew the allotted amount of eggs, and when one of us began to find too many, we were ordered to stop and allow the others to continue until they found the rest. It would eventually end in mom giving enormous hints about where the last one or two eggs were and we'd all end up happy with a few pieces of candy, change, and stickers afterwards. Then there was the scary Easter bunny; yes, my brothers and I were terrified of that huge, furry thing whenever we came across it. I remember taking a picture with the Easter bunny one year, but my brothers were too scared to join. I can't help but want to laugh whenever I see the old polaroid of it.
I'm glad that now, Easter is not really any of those things to me (though I don't mind the candy a bit; heck, I'll take a chocolate bunny any day). The best part of Easter is no longer the sugar, though. Today at church, I was reminded about the significance of the sun rising everyday; it's such a wonderful reminder to look up at the sky each day and remind oneself that Jesus Christ died for our sins, and then He rose after three days. He conquered death for us. That's something I want to remember everyday.