Hello and happy Easter!
I’d say Easter isn’t a big deal in the UK – people exchange chocolate eggs, we get a long weekend bank holiday but other than that, there’s not much else going on!
Small children go on Easter Egg hunts, obviously it’s a big religious holiday but as I’m technically an adult and definitely an athiest so it’s not a big deal. I was going to be strong and help my weight by not having any Easter Eggs but my nan bought me two, my dad gave me one and my mum made an Easter Egg hunt for me and my sister today which resulted in an Easter Egg.
I went from no Easter Eggs to four in less than 24 hours and the only thing objecting is the scales next week when I have four chocolate eggs in my system.
As a family who isn’t religious, we’ve never really celebrated Easter as a religious holiday – sometimes we attempted Lent as a time to be healthy but nothing else. However, my mum loves making Easter Egg hunts for us – she makes clues that lead us from room to room and they always rhyme, somewhat questionably.
It’s a tradition though – it’s nostalgia at it’s finest, even though we’re 17 and 18 years old now. This might be the last year the four of us are together as a family – I don’t know what I’m doing in September but I’m likely to be leaving home and my sister is starting college in September, so the following September she may be going to uni too.
September is a pinnacle time of year for English teenagers, apparently.
In the scheme of things Easter seems small, but nostalgic traditions like this keep it in the forefront of my mind that home is important. What happens to me in September scares me, but I love how important home is.
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