Easter melt down!....
I really thought, I could pack up all my disappointments, stuff them into a drawer and live through the long Easter weekend without breaking down.
In fact, I was going to take the high road, and let this vicious virus steal my Easter. This morning I had this wonderful idea, that Cliff and would play the Easter bunny and drop some goodies at the doors of our grandchildren - even if some live in Winkler - a hour and some away and the other set here in Winnipeg. This was doable.
But to do that we would first have to pick up some chocolate, a gift bag- and some distracting silly gifts from the Dollarama Store because they are still of the age when they find those things amusing.
I knew I was in a bit of trouble once I entered the store. Suddenly everything was a "must buy" - recklessly I threw things into the cart filling it to the brim. It was all nonsense - and fun.
At the counter, the cashier eyeing the cart, asked politely, "Will you need a large bag?"
I nodded starting to pile the counter full of my binge buying silliness.
As the bag started to fill - she paused. "Another one?"- she asked.
I nodded. "I guess I went over board..." I said a little embarrassed.
"Grandchildren?" she asked softly.
Then she smiled. "Then there is no such thing....as too much." Her eyes were full of sympathy. "Especially now - its a dreadful Easter."
She had read my heart.
I could feel the tears.... I grabbed the bags and headed for the car.
And then as I threw it all in the trunk, I just had a good old fashioned melt down.
My lovely husband bought me chocolate.
“All you need is love. But a little chocolate now and then doesn't hurt.” - Charles M. Schulz