In our family every holiday is a special event. As we were small children –a long time ago :) - my parents tried to create the conditions for familiar celebration. My sister and I came to like the little customs at first time.
The typical symbol for Easter is the painted egg. Family gathering at us always started at Saturday afternoon with painting them. On Sunday morning these eggs – mixed with chocolate ones – were lying widely scattered in our huuuge garden. Little girls had to search for them. If we had found all of the eggs, we got on the end of a way which led to surprises...
I saw the Easter bunny once... :) It had curly hair and a beautiful smile... That Easter morning I woke up too early and I saw “the bunny“ carrying our gifts... The next thing I remember was my father who picked me up and took me back to the house... :)
The most remarkable Easter Monday of my life was last year. In the early morning (at six) the barking of dogs woke me up. I went downstairs, looked out of the window. There were my friends standing in the yard, pondered over something. When I stepped outside, saw the buckets in their hands. In the same moment I felt the cold water on my skin. Huge amount of water came pouring on me from five 10-litre buckets. I soaked to the skin... ;)
This Easter gave me a surprise, too. My headache was getting worst day by day. Finally I went to an ophthalmologist who diagnosed that my sight is failing. That caused my pain.
Fortunately I got glasses rapidly. Since we made it by a private doctor, don´t have to wait very much. They are small, very simple and extremely useful – I like them. This is my second day with glasses and without a headache! :) From the worst week this year turned out to be a turning point of my life. I´m glad that it had a happy end.
Happy Easter to everyone! :)
