Immigrant Easter memories
Parents not understanding the concept of Easter eggs
Having to figure out how to dye eggs on my own
Thinking the Paas dye was actually candy
Biting into bitter pill
Turning my teeh an ungodly shade of green
Not realizing I had to boil the eggs first
Yolk spilling as the eggs cracked
That was the end of Easter eggs in our home
I would have to find them at family parties at whatever easter party we found ourselves at
Today I spent Easter gallivanting in Joshua Tree
Exploring this National Park and all its wonders
Asking ourselves questions like
Why are the trees concentrated in this area?
Why are the rock formations like that?
What animal pooped that dropping on this trail?
Wind and sunlight surround us
And I'm thankful for the chance to explore this park on this day
As the sunsets on this valley
I dream of what future easters will be
Will there be Easter eggs and bunnies?
Will there be more day trips to national parks?
Will it be happy or sad?
All I know is I can't wait to find out