Easter falls on Sunday April 8th this year. I know not everyone celebrates the holiday but it’s one of my favorites, and not because of the awesome chocolate, but because of what it means to me in terms of family tradition and spirituality.

When I was younger, while my grandparents and aunt were still alive, Easter dinner was a big family tradition. We all gathered at my grandmother’s house, my mom, my siblings, aunt, and occasional friends. It was a good time to be together, laugh, tell stories, listen to family history and feast.

Things have changed for us since the passing of my grandparents and aunt when it comes to gatherings. My sister and I have realized that with our small family, it’s our turn to wield the baton of tradition. My grandfather was very big on this and sadly, we’re not doing a good job of it. I don’t know if it’s just me, but it seems like families all over don’t gather as much as they used to. Sunday dinners, summer barbeques, and family reunions were commonplace but I don’t hear too many of my friends mentioning them anymore. I asked my husband if his family still gathered regularly for holidays other than Thanksgiving and Christmas; with a face of longing, he replied “no”.

Tell me some good news. Does your family regularly gather for Easter or other holidays/special occasions? I need to be inspired.

One thing I can say, is that I haven’t lost the tradition of explaining to my children what Easter really means, spiritually. This, I will not give up. My sons understand that it’s more than just white bunnies and milk chocolate. In this respect, I think my grandparents may still be proud.