My husband and I have this little corny tradition each Easter…we hide chocolate all over the house for each other. Sometimes I’ll throw in a little gift or a note but mostly it’s chocolate. It’s funny since neither of us searched for eggs at Easter as kids.
When I was a kid I’d get up extra early and come running down the stairs to find my Easter basket full of sickeningly sweet big bunnies and chocolate eggs full of smarties. As kids (there were 3 of us) I was the "hoarder". I’d put all my stuff in a secret spot and see how long it could last. Usually that ended up in a fight when either my sister or brother figured out I still had something left over 4 months later. Otherwise my Dad usually found it late at night and would eat it until there was only one tiny square or wrapper left and I’d be wondering how 2 lbs of chocolate can disappear in the back of the closet. Needless to say, as I grew older I was less likely to horde and more likely to eat, too bad as the chocolate always seemed to taste better when I was the only one who had any left.
Flash forward to this Easter where I will spend at least 30 minutes looking for hidden pieces of chocolate Lindt bunnies and eggs throughout the house. As grown ups I think it’s important we don’t lose opportunities to enjoy the "fun" of life. It takes extra effort, but you’d be amazed just how much joy you can get when rummaging through your drawers and closets for chocolate.
Sometimes we don’t find all the chocolate we’ve hidden until 3 months later. One day I’ll be exhausted and feeling overwhelmed putting something away in the back of my closet when suddenly like a gold droplet of rain from heaven a little chocolate bunny may fall miraculously into my hands. He’ll look up at me with those little beady eyes, that lovely gold wrapper and say, "I’m so delicious, I’m not nutritious, I’ll melt so slowly in your mouth and take you far far away from here." Of course all I will be able to do is nod my head in agreement as I slowly unwrap his gold wrapper and pop him into my mouth…chocolate is good…but hidden chocolate 3 months later is sooooooo much better!
What a cute story of a fond memory of your past. TFS
Jennifer, Calgary, Ab