Let me state right off the bat, I am American, born in the good old U S of A but I am 100% of Greek descent. So that makes me Greek Orthodox.
Now growing up in the south there weren’t too many Greeks around and we had to travel 50 miles to go to church. Going to church became an all day event. I know, I know, that was a bit excessive but Greek parents are nothing if not devout.
Things have changed through the years, and there are now many more Greeks in the town and a church nearby. The thing that hasn’t changed in that time is Easter. I don’t know all the logistics of it; I just know that once in a while Greek Easter co-insides with American Easter but most of the time it is a bit later. Usually it’s the following week, but sometimes it is way later.
Take this year…American Easter is March 31. Greek Easter is…May…5th.
Now trying to explain this to a non-Greek is a bit difficult, but there are benefits.
When we were kids we had two Easters. We had two Easter baskets, because our parents wanted us to fit in. We colored eggs two times and our parents always got their candy ½ price. And if we were lucky we had two Easter egg hunts in the backyard.
When I grew up I married an Irishman. So now I am Greek-Irish. And I still celebrate Eater twice. After all it doesn’t matter if your Easter bunny says “Opa” or “ speaks with a brogue, it’s still—Easter.