Dear Oprah

Happy Easter!
This is my favorite holiday. Even more than Christmas.
Because if in Christmas we celebrate Jesus being born, Easter means that He died and resuscitated for us.
He gave His life for us and is there something that shows more love than giving your life for somebody?
When I was a kid Easter was much more than chocolate eggs.
On Friday, all the people in my family above 10 years old would fast.
Yeah, my grandpa was adamant about it and we would spend the day trying to be silent and to meditate.
Of course for us, kids, it was hard.
At midnight, those who didn't decide to go to sleep in fast would eat something not very heavy, but sometimes we were so hungry that we would eat and eat and eat.
Saturday was spent playing happily and the women would prepare the feast for Sunday lunch.
On Sunday, first thing in the morning we would go to church. After that we would look for our chocolate eggs and later all the family around the table we would have a wonderful lunch.
Normally there would be lamb but for those who didn't like it there would be plenty of other food.
All my home was decorated in white and yellow.
I tried to keep the tradition until my husband passed away.
He died on Easter week. He was buried on a Tuesday after Easter and later my father-in-law and my mother-in-law both, also died on Easter week but in different years.
Even if I think it's beautiful (and I really do) that all of them died during Easter it is hard for my kids and so we don't celebrate as we used to.
This year is a bit different for me.
In 20 years is the first time I spend Easter without my mom and my children are in different countries.
I'll spend it all alone.
But I am not sad.
No!
I am grateful that we are all in good health and living our lives as happy as we can.
I will prepare a good lunch for me and will prepare some dishes to put on the freezer as my daughter is going to arrive on Thursday.
God bless you dear Oprah and may you have a wonderful day.
Love