Yet another Easter is coming around the corner and I find myself thinking, once again, of you. There has, in fact, only ever been one Easter that we have spent together. It was the Easter of 2011. I remember I took you to Mass at Notre Dame au Sablon.
In all the years that have followed, I have always thought of you because Easter is a special time, a time for family.
Your little sister Daphne is thriving. She can’t yet crawl or walk but she scoots around on her bum – very cute. The creche gave her a gift of a few chocolate eggs for Easter but I’m afraid she’s too young to enjoy those kinds of treats (so instead she will have to make do with mushy vegetables and milk!)
I have an Easter egg here for you but as I have no way of giving it to you, I’m afraid I will have to donate it or eat it myself.
Still I hope you get some nice chocolate (but not too much!). I will be thinking of you.