When I was little I always looked forward to Easter Sunday. My parents always did a good job of making Easter centered around Christ, but I gotta admit that my favorite thing about Easter Sunday was the Easter Baskets, not because of the candy (although that was great), but because of the hunt. Yes, the "Easter Bunny," which we all knew was my Dad, took great joy in hiding our baskets, in the craziest places. All Easter morning was spent searching high and low for our baskets, while my Dad would laugh and drop hints of where they were.
Now that I am older, Easter has changed a bit. But I still love it. Owen is still so young, that we did not do a basket for him, or even hide eggs. However, our stake did have an Primary Easter Party, so he did get to hunt for eggs, and make some bunny ears. We had a beautiful Sacrament Meeting and Sunday School program today on the atonement resurrection of Christ.
As I have gotten older, I have really truly come to understand and appreciate the importance of Easter. I am so grateful that Jesus Christ atoned for all my sins, and then rose from the grave so that I can return to my Heavenly Father, and live again. What a true blessing.