I've never really celebrated Easter. Sure, I've *done* things on Easter. I was raised in a Catholic household, so Easter was a presence growing up, but my family didn't really do much on the holiday.
Now I'm a bitter agnostic with not much left to love. Easter may as well be Arbor Day in terms of its resonance with me.
But hey: I like the metaphor of rising from death.
(Serendipitously, the season finale of THE TALKING DEAD airs Easter night... preceded by the season finale of THE WALKING DEAD!)
April ahead. April barrels forth. Still trying to get a handle on 2013 and making it matter. Making it a year with some impact.