In my early teens, I was too sick for my mom and me to travel to Chicago for Easter to visit her brother’s family. Instead, we went a month later to celebrate the twins’ birthday. On the drive down, I mentioned that I really missed my annual chocolate Easter bunny from Fanny Farmer. While we were in Chicago, my mom went on an errand to Woodfield. At Sunday dinner, there was a dark chocolate Easter bunny waiting on my dinner plate … in May. My mother always paid attention to the details. Hug the special people in your lives today and tell them how much you love them!