I wouldn’t say I don’t believe in a deity, I just haven’t given much thought to religion. I was raised to believe in God, but that he doesn’t take attendance and so long as you’re a good and kind person, that’s enough for Him. Aside from that general statement, we didn’t really learn a whole lot about religion. I still get confused about the whole Easter thing.
We “celebrate” Easter for the wrong reasons. Actually, a lot of us do. I’ve seen so many photos of what the Easter bunny brought, and literally no mention of the orgins of this holiday. As if that weren’t bad enough, the amount of spoiling that’s done on Easter has me shaking my head…I didn’t think that was the point of Easter, to spoil our children with materialistic objects.
Yes, my kids got a little Easter egg hunt from the Easter Bunny. They got to search for plastic eggs filled with small amounts of chocolate. That’s all they got though, and I didn’t take a photo of their spoils because the actual concept of taking a photo of their spoils just makes me feel like I’m bragging. I’m torn enough about even just doing an Easter egg hunt. I constantly wonder every year, where the hell does the Easter bunny fit into this equation? I am uncomfortable with his presence but at the same time…I don’t want to ruin the magic of childhood.
The same thing happens at Christmas. The photos of the Christmas tree stock pile, before unwrapping and after. I chose to take photos of my family enjoying each other’s company.
Hell, this even happens on Valentine’s Day. A day created for lovers is suddenly overridden with photos of the spoils our children got. I didn’t even get Matt a Valentine’s Day gift…nor did I get my kids one. I let them have a chocolate heart each, and only afterwards when the chocolate was on clearance. Sometimes, I wonder if that makes me harsh and cold…but I spoil my children enough throughout the year with love, affection and treats. I’m not going to go all out on certain days because everyone else does. That’s not even the point of these holidays.
I try to focus on the family aspect of these holidays. We don’t attend church at Easter or Christmas, but we do share a meal with our family and reflect upon our blessings and give thanks.
I know what works for one family won’t work for another, but what’s with the spoiling and breaking wallets to get the best Christmas/Valentine’s Day/Easter gift? Every holiday leaves me riddled with a sense of failure because I didn’t give in to the pissing contest of those around me, and I fear [wrongfully so] that my children will suffer because of it. I am able to squish those feelings by reminding myself that [most] of these holidays are not meant to be pissing contests, and I am teaching my children the importance of family time over materials.
I’m curious…what does Easter mean to you? How to you celebrate it?