Today is Easter. I had a pretty good one with Pat. We saw Brook earlier today and took her a basket then we went on a ride on the motorcycles. Beautiful day for riding and soaking in all of the glorious scenery. The only problem is, holidays are not going the way I want them too. I thrive on the tradional celebrations.
Trick or treating door to door at Halloween, to me, is the only way to go. Circling a block while people put candy in your bag, everyone walking 3 or 4 deep and not moving at time is not my idea of fun. Oh sure stuff happens, it happens all the time. The only people I know that got razors, posion, or needles turned out to have done it to themselves. Kidnapping? Not likely.
Thanksgiving means parades, and not just any parade, Macy's Thanksgiving Day parade. I want turkey and pumpkin pie at Thanksgiving with a huge spread on the table. I want to overeat and enjoy it.
I want the Christmas decorations, the tree and all the trimmings and of course Santa Claus. Cooking, baking, wrapping presents are all part of my traditions.
New Year's Eve means watching the ball drop on TV and Dick Clark's Rocking New Year's Eve party. New Years day means a bike ride and black eyed peas and cornbread.
Easter is Easter bunny, church , food and candy, egg hunts and hiding them again!
The one thing they all have in comman is family and eating together as a family. I miss that. When mama died traditions started changing. I did not like it. I want us together on the holidays, at least once a year. My own daughter, 10 miles away and since she married and started visiting his family and I am not sure what else is moving further apart from me. I don't know, I just don't know. I think the rest of this year I am not going to be home for holidays then maybe, I won't feel so alone.