No, I'm not forgetful, I am just Greek. And today is Greek Easter.
Happy easter then.
I've lived outside Greece for 7 years now, going to 8. It's the first time I didn't celebrate Easter. When I lived in C, I went to church, there was an orthodox church there, and then I always managed to scrap something together, something that seemed remotely festive and Greek.
Today I didn't do anything special. The sun was glorious, I stayed home and read and listened to nice music. Then my friends came with their baby, I had cooked lamb, my only Greek thing for the day.
It was really nice.
Was it Easter though? Was it Greek? No. But who cares? Its was nice.
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