Wednesday, April 8, 2009
Easter has always been a freshness for me. Tulips blooming and daylilies bright with color. There were crinoline slips, itchy and wide that made little girls dresses stand out , worn with white socks, white gloves and black patent leather shoes. White straw hats topped freshly pressed hair done up in 'Shirley Temple' curls.
There was the curled up palm frond pinned to your bodice on Palm Sunday and the rehearsals for the Easter play. But underneath it all was the newness and even an eight year old girl knew that it had nothing to do with a new dress but everything to do with a new awakening, a new life, a new chance.
It's in the air, this opportunity to take a new chance, on life, on you.
Happy Easter to you and yours...begin again.