It is early as I post this, so my Easter celebration has not yet begun, but I know it will be wonderful! I will be hosting the extended family for Easter Dinner today. There will be 13 of us. There will be Easter Egg Hunts, baskets to unpack, food, drink, and laughter.
This year my sister and her husband from up north are down and will be joining us. This is the first Easter in more years than I care to count, that we have been together to celebrate. While it will certainly not be a remake of past celebrations, it will be fun to reminisce.
Growing up in the Northeast in the 1960s, Easter was a big deal! It was an indication that the bitter and brutal winter was over. It was a celebration of growth and renewed life. And of course, it meant new Easter clothes.
My mom was an exceptionally talented seamstress, so she often made my sisters and me matching dresses. But there would also be hats to purchase, new shoes, jackets, and even gloves and purses. Easter Sunday meant everyone was dressed to perfection in our new outfits.
This picture is circa 1960s. I am guessing that I am about the same age in this picture, as my oldest granddaughter is today. My mom sure had style!
Wishing everyone a wonderful day, no matter how you are dressed.
