Footprints

Model Farm, West Bend, Saskatchewan 

When I was little, we spent our Easters at the family farm near West Bend, Saskatchewan with our grandparents, Mike and Katie Dribnenky.  There was a long road up to the house.  In the morning, I would race to the kitchen window attempting to catch the Easter Bunny hopping down the road.  I never saw him, despite various strategies to catch him in the act. 

My grandmother would have the food blessed at Model Farm, and on Easter Sunday, we would all sit down at the table in the big farm kitchen and eat dinner.  

When our children were little, we used to hide chocolate eggs all over the house. We would lay out a path to the treats with paper bunny foot prints.  Our girls would get up in the morning and follow the bunny prints, and we would pick up the bunny prints after them, so when they looked back the prints were gone. It was magic to them.  We played this game for years until one day our daughter discovered the paper prints in a drawer, and the jig was up.

Our children are now grown, and our grand baby is just six months old, so he's a little young for bunny foot prints. I hope some day we are able to resurrect this little tradition.  

Easter Sunday is many things to many people. Some people look upon this day as a religious event, others look upon it as a day to enjoy some fun and celebrate.  Regardless of the reason for celebrating this day, a day to enjoy the people in our lives is a good day.  

Easter represents innocence and rebirth which is supported but the concepts of a rabbit bringing eggs during spring.  Unfortunately, these types of holidays also come with expectations, and it's easy to become disappointed when the expectations are not met.  Even though my babies are grown and creating their now traditions, I hope that on this day they look back on  our memories of this time fondly.