Our Sweet Easter Weekend

This Easter weekend was full of sweet, simple moments—the kind that make me pause and thank God for this season of life.

We kicked things off at the local library’s community egg hunt, and honestly, I think I had more fun than Zoya! It was her first egg hunt, and she had no idea why she was picking up colorful eggs or why kids were running all over the place—but she went along with it, happily collecting four little eggs filled with candy, stickers, and stamps. She toddled around in her beautiful smocked Easter dress, which had the cutest bunnies stitched around the neckline. The moment I put it on her, I was flooded with memories of my own childhood—my mom dressed me in something almost identical when I was her age. Full circle moments like that hit different now that I’m a mom.

Easter morning was peaceful and slow, just how I like it. We spent quiet time together as a family, and I had the chance to start sharing the true meaning of Easter with Zoya—telling her about God’s love and the story behind this beautiful day. The Easter Bunny also paid a visit and left fun little goodies for her. She giggled and played while opening them with her daddy, and I made us a cozy breakfast.

We didn’t have big plans, and that was the best part. We just relaxed, played, and soaked each other in. While Zoya napped, I snuck away for a couple of hours to work—it was a big gardening holiday and my presence was needed. But as soon as I got back home, we came together again for a yummy Easter meal and cuddled up for a family movie night.

Then, right on cue, a big storm rolled in and knocked out the power. But it couldn’t have been better timing—Zoya was ready for bed and went down without a fuss. The quiet that followed was almost poetic.

This weekend was so special. Last Easter, Zoya was just a newborn. This year, I have a wobbling, giggling toddler who’s full of curiosity and joy. Watching her experience all these “firsts” is such a gift. I’m so thankful for this life, for my little family, and for the love of God that covers it all.

Brittany Odesanya

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