…that’s what we had. I hope yours was joyful and happy, filled with family and friends and children all around.
I completed all my sewing, made up more than one hundred raisin bread/cream cheese/jelly sandwiches for the church bunny lunch, finished all the cooking for Easter dinner and spent a joy filled weekend surrounded by all four grandchildren and other family members. It was a beautiful Easter celebration.
They’ve all gone home now and the house is quiet. The baby isn’t jabbering non-stop or slipping off to play in the dogs’ water bowl. The boys are not running in and out of the house, laughing and slamming screen doors. Laurel isn’t scurrying around, helping in the kitchen or chasing after Vivian Rose. My adult children and spouses are not laughing and joking with one another. Bob and I are not sharing smiles of understanding and appreciation as our eyes meet across the room.
I hope your Easter was as special. And I hope you are not as exhausted as I am.