Today was also about church and family. As the kids got older, we'd spend the day visiting the dead and having a meal to celebrate the living. My dad didn't want to have to cook so we'd gather in the car to drive to Ohio to see my mom's grave and then head off to brunch at a local establishment. Now I'm at the age where I have to share all types of history with my poor children so they got the landmark tour each year. And as we pulled into Deluca's, I'd always tell them about the 1983 Junior/Senior prom there. Funny how the place hasn't really changed and yet it was so stunning back then and a little more jaded/sad today.
I want to wish all my friends and family a wonderful and blessed Easter or Passover. The best part of this holiday isn't the chocolate which will hang around your thighs but the chance to be with family. Mazel Tov!