There are holidays that do not just come according to the calendar.
They seem to wake up with spring - and bring with them something very warm, very familiar.
Easter is exactly like that.
This morning, filled with the smell of freshly baked Easter cakes, baked milk and vanilla.
This is a light bustle in the kitchen, a whisper of prayers in the heart, laughter and multi-colored paints for eggs that suddenly cover the entire table and hands.
This is a holiday of light, hope and love.
On such days, you especially want to be close to your loved ones.
You want to hug, kiss, treat, smile.
You want to say something important, real, kind.
Because Easter is not just about traditions. It is about the soul.
If we were close on this day...
I would bake a kulich for you in the morning. With candied fruits and raisins, covered with sweet icing, like in childhood.
We would paint eggs, and you, of course, would try to defeat me in an "egg fight", but I do not give up! 😄
And then we would go outside, where it smells of lilacs. Where spring straightens its shoulders, and birds sing in different voices.
We would walk slowly, smiling at passers-by.
Easter makes everyone kinder. It seems to say:
"Look how beautiful life is. You are alive. You are loved. Everything is possible."
And in the evening we would light candles.
We would sit next to each other, very close, sharing silence and warmth.
And I would look at you and think -
here it is, my little, personal Easter. My light. My faith in miracles.