Marc W. :sun:<p><span class="h-card" translate="no"><a href="https://sciences.social/@AnnaStrhan" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@<span>AnnaStrhan</span></a></span> <span class="h-card" translate="no"><a href="https://mastodon.social/@princetonupress" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@<span>princetonupress</span></a></span> </p><p>My oldest didn't know Easter was a Christian thing until she was fourteen years old. She saw baby chicks, baby rabbits, hidden eggs, and spring and figured out for herself that is was a pagan celebration of spring. For her and her sister, growing up <a href="https://union.place/tags/godless" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>godless</span></a> was no stranger than it was for me.</p>