Growing up my sisters and I never received Easter baskets. Our mother and aunt would fill dozens of plastic eggs with jellybeans or good chocolate, and hide them all over the back yard.
The cousin my age was a great competitor for speed and intellect. We loved the hunt, and ‘cracking’ the egg open into the large popcorn bowl. In our family all of the candy went into the bowl and anyone could eat it.
This year my lover filled an Easter basket just for me:) All of the jelly beans were black:) There was even my first chocolate bunny!
I felt sooo guilty because I didn’t get him a basket. I am grateful for a man who can be so thoughtful when I am struggling so much.
Thank You!
simplysamiam 