I have to say, I miss the days when I used to believe in the Easter Bunny and Santa Claus. When mom would spend a small fortune on eggs, food coloring, stickers and arts an craft. And we’d spend hours in the living-room putting up the tree and decorating the walls and the banister while the Jackson 5 Christmas album played on the old record player.
After the big accident it seemed like the magic of the holidays wasn’t imprtant anymore. Nowadays it’s just another day. No celebrating, no decorating, no one has even said Happy Easter to me all day. *sighs* Man, I miss those days and remebering them only makes me anxious about the future. I can’t wait for the days when my children help me decorate the Christmas tree, except maybe insted of The Jackson 5 it’ll be Destinys Child. Lol...Happy Easter Guys :)
