Happy Easter

"Dear Diary,

As Easter approaches, excitement fills the air in Storybrooke. The town is alive with the colors of spring, blossoms adorning every corner, and the scent of freshly baked treats drifting from Granny's diner. Despite my initial reluctance to embrace the festivities, I find myself caught up in the energy around the town, I often never really embrace the holidays.

This one holds a special significance for me this year, as it marks an Easter I will spend with my son. The thought of creating new memories fills me with a warmth I never thought possible. Although our relationship has been rocky at times, I am determined to make this holiday a memorable one for him.

As I set about decorating the loft with Mary Margaret with brightly colored eggs and spring flowers, I can't help but marvel at the transformation taking place within me. The walls I had built around my heart began to crumble, replaced by a sense of openness and vulnerability I never thought I'd embrace. It's as if the spirit of Easter has infused me with a sense of hope and renewal, reminding me that even in the darkest of times, there is always the promise of new beginnings.

As I watch Henry's face light up with excitement at the prospect of an Easter egg hunt and a feast shared with our friends and family, I am overwhelmed with gratitude for the second chance life has given me. This holiday serves as a reminder of the power of love and forgiveness and the miracles that can unfold when we open our hearts to the possibility of redemption.

So, as I prepare to celebrate Easter in Storybrooke, surrounded by friends and family, I am filled with a sense of gratitude for the blessings that are in my life. As we gather around the table to share a meal and exchange stories, I am reminded once again that love truly is the greatest magic of all, something I have always mistrusted when it comes to love

Happy Easter,

Emma Swan"