Easter to me is of kolache's, braided bread, ham, egg battles and family. The smell of my Grandparents house is etched in my senses, it is a smell I have never smelled anywhere else, but I remember it. I remember the egg hunts at my Grandparents house in Baltimore City. Oh Easter.. how I love the memories you have created for me.
I miss it all. Easter is the holiday that most reminds me of my Grandmother Hunter. I remember her all the time.. but Easter is HER. It is her memory that makes it so very special to me. I wish my children could have known her.. she would have made an ever lasting impression on them as well.
I must go now to hide the eggs for my kiddos.. but I wanted to share with you this:
May your Easter be filled with love. laughter, blessings and family for a lifetime of cherished memories.
Happy Easter!
<3 Krys
