Yesterday was a different kind of Easter for me–the first without my Charles and our family egg hunt and the traditional delicious dinner at my daughter Erin’s house. Our granddaughter Mairin is in Haiti this week on a missions trip with her high school class so could not be with us either and Erin and her son decided to go to Southern California to visit another side of our family.
Different, however, does not mean worse. It could even mean better in some ways, as we take stock of what it looks like when we don’t keep a predictable routine. I like being reflective and quiet and thoughtful this year–focusing on what really matters–the reality that Jesus rose from the dead as he promised and will forever hold a place in heaven for his followers.
My husband is already in his place–what a truth to contemplate! It brings me hope and gratitude and peace as I carry on here on earth until I am called home.
May the coming months bring you joy in your journey. Jesus is the reason for all seasons–not just Christmas or Easter.