5 HAPPY EASTER  

jasonabadboy4u 29M
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6/23/2006 1:47 pm
5 HAPPY EASTER

5 HAPPY EASTER
When I was a little girl, every Easter a family friends named Charlie, would come down state to visit us. He said he couldn't stay away from mom's ham. Charlie would buy them plastic, you fill them eggs and fill them up with candy and hide them all over the yard, or if the weather was bad would scatter them inside the house for us to find. My favorite candy in the world back then was black jelly beans. Charlie would take all the yellow plastic eggs and fill them with black jelly beans, and then just before the egg hunting began would tell me where all the yellow eggs were hidden. "I think there's one over there!", he would say. And the darn egg would be clear on the opposite side of the area he was pointing too. It was so sweet, and its a memory I will carry with me forever. Charlie's favorite, food other than mom's ham was homemade peanut butter cookies. And every year before he left and wasn't looking, I'd would sneak out to his car and put A big plate of sliced ham and lots of them peanut butter cookies on his passenger seat, to take home with him. He died soon after spending Easter with us in our new house. Several years went by and Easter just wasn't the same without Uncle Charlie there. And somewhere in my teen years, I missed him so much that I cooked some of that ham, and also some of them home made peanut butter cookies, that Mom had taught me how to make, and wrapped them up in foil and placed the plate under the bush where he'd hidden my last yellow eggs filled with his back Jelly beans. The next morning I went to retrieve the plate and found it missing. And in its place was a plastic yellow egg full of black jelly beans! I sat there and cried for hours holding the egg in my hand and thinking of Charlie and how much he meant to me. I would have suspected that my parents did this, knowing how much I changed without Charlie there, and wanted there little girl back. However No one knew that I had made the ham and cookies for they were gone when I made them, and put the plate of food under that bush. And as I still sat there on the ground crying I noticed his scent rose up so strong that there was no doubt in my mind that he was there with me in spirit. And was wishing me a Happy Easter, one last time.


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