Easter Eve

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I was born the day before Easter in 1986. I was nearly a month early, and my mom was visiting family in the upper peninsula of Michigan for the holiday. Most of my extended family lives in the same small town in the UP, and while my father wasn’t present for my birth, I was quite literally born into the arms of a village that stood by my mom as she navigated her way through single motherhood.

That’s me with my Grandpa Scotty and Grandma Tookie in my Easter best. I spent most of my childhood Easters at my grandparents’ house, dying eggs and searching for Easter baskets with my cousins. Tonight, the SO, the Teenager, the Kiddo, one of my cousins, and I decorated eggs and enjoyed cupcakes from a Gigi’s Cupcake truck. I missed my family—my parents, brother, cousins, aunts, uncles, grandparents, etc—a lot tonight, but enjoyed spending the day with this new little family of mine.