I don't often write about Easter because, when I was growing up, my parents had been exposed to the minority Christian belief that our celebrations of Christmas, Easter, Valentines Day, Halloween, and I think a few other holidays were pagan accretions that should be purged from our lives.
So how were we to celebrate the Resurrection of Christ? (Which happens, in historical fact, to have taken place around the time everyone in the Northern Hemisphere was already celebrating the return of springtime.) No clear guidelines were given. Some platitudes about our entire Christian lives being a celebration of that, I think.
Nobody ever has prevented people from celebrating springtime. Nobody ever will.
However, for those who've reached that point in life where even spring weather brings melancholy thoughts to mind...
...it really is about the blessed hope of the Resurrection.