All day I’ve been wondering what’s so hard about Easter? Sure, theres an abundance of adorably dressed kids everywhere running around on a sugar high but thats not much different than a trip to Disney, the zoo or even Walmart (except maybe not the adorably dressed part) Its not celebrating parenthood, an upcoming birth or baptism. Its a day to celebrate the resurrection of Christ…and of course eat candy and collect decorated eggs. Whats the big deal? Mother Nature reminded me this afternoon when I went to use the restroom. Whats the big deal? Eggs. They are the big deal. And they’re everywhere..baskets full of ’em..pictures, ads, bunnies, kids with baskets full of EGGS. This realization smacks me in the face as I sit in the ladies room determined not to cry. Eggs are everywhere but here..inside me. Now I understand why a holiday full of eggs sucks. I guess dear ol Mother Nature has a twisted sense of humor.