Our Easter Sunday

Here it is the day after Easter and I only have one picture to show. I woke early in the morning and glanced out my window...what is that back in the woods...I wondered. I got my camera and put on some clothes and took a walk. The little forsythia that I planted a year or so ago...bloomed. I was so excited...because this is a spot where it can grow and spread and bloom to high heaven. It hasn't done much of anything, and I was beginning to think that it needed more sunlight. A perfect thing for Easter Sunday morning. We ate a little breakfast then got ready for Mass. We walked up the walk to Church and noticed some new lantern type pieces on either side of the doors. There were candles and forsythia inside of the glassed in portion. So pretty and the wreaths on the doors were beautiful. I always love walking into Church on Easter. Everything is always so pretty....the smell of fresh lilies was in the air. Don't you love to see little children on Easter in their finery? Little girls in fancy dresses and boys with little shirts and ties. I remembered Tim, back when he was little.....I had the two little ones ready for Church and he stayed so neat, while his 13 month younger sister had found a puddle and had to splash in it. He was holding her hand, when we came out the door to get in the car...he didn't want her to get in trouble. Mass was especially meaningful on this Easter morning and the music was joyous. Christ has risen...Hallelujah.
We talked to everyone while leaving...some were going to relatives, some were going out to eat, some were getting home to cook for family...that's what I was going to do. My side of the family was coming at 1 for a traditional Easter dinner. Ham, potato salad, sweet potatoes, squash, mac and cheese, Italian green beans, relishes, deviled eggs, dinner rolls and two cakes...one chocolate, one cherry. We all gathered at our table for the blessing and then started filling our plates. The kids were talking about their memories of past Easters. We laughed till our sides hurt. Stories that included Tim...our missing link. The kids are hesitant to bring him up...but it really helps me to remember the days when he was with us.
I have to mention that we were celebrating three birthdays yesterday. Joe's, mine, and son John's. They came in the door and brought me spring. Flowers were everywhere...a fern, yellow tulips in an unusual glass container, a pink oriental lily, a bouquet of mixed flowers, a hanging planter with a neat basket...I think that's everything. Our house smelled like a florist shop. I started right away watering the plants. My daughter helped by watering the hanging one outside. We cleared the table and then sat in the living room to do some more visiting. It was time to go for everyone, and by this time we were all tired. As we waved good bye, I thought to myself...a wonderful day.
You'll just have to visualize a happy family enjoying the day....I left the camera in another room and didn't even think of taking pictures. Very unusual for me.
Balisha