Saturday, April 3, 2010
There are many images of Easter, but here is mine for 2010. I was in CVS with all the other moms, looking a the Easer baskets - the ones that are pre-made and shrink-wrapped (and always kind of sorry-looking) and also the rows of baskets, empty and waiting to be filled with colored straw, chocolate, and candy.
I am in the bittersweet phase of Easter baskets - no one believes in the big bunny anymore, but I can't give up the tradition. So, as I stood in the aisle with the other moms, I noticed a young guy, about 19 or 20, staring at the bagged candy. He was pale and thin, and covered with tattoos, but no parent alive could have been more intent on selecting the right candy to go in the small basket he held in one hand. It was beautiful, this young father determined to make the right choice. That, for me, was Easter. Showing love any way we can, and to the best of our ability. God bless him.
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