I feel as if I am turning away from the life I have been living for 17 years.

I attended Catholic school for 5 years. I thought that 5 years was enough to keep me spiritually healthy and aware. School taught me the prayers, practices and teachings of the Roman Catholic. And my parents did a great job of putting the teachings to action. We spent every waking hour and the last minutes of the day praying to Him. We dressed our best and went to church on Sundays. Our family somehow built a sturdy foundation on God. And for that, I pride myself of a spiritually-enriched family. Now it seems, everything is just a memory.

Holy Week used to be a remarkable holiday. Not until I went to college. Everything has lost its sense. Good Fridays weren’t as solemn as they used to be. And Easter Sundays weren’t as festive either. My Easter Egg has cracked, spilled and made a mess. I miss my old life. I miss my family and the things we used to do together.

I hope next year would be better. Until then, I’ll be toiling for a better, more colorful Easter Egg.