Easter Morning 2005

So different this year. Mom and Dad both gone, first Easter without them. And Laurie gone, too. Too unbelievable, too raw.
Did I want to get out of bed this morning? Could I just pull the covers over my head and say "No, today I wither up and tell everyone to go away!"

No, I don't want to do that at all. Today our family is going to church, today we are still going to celebrate the risen Christ! Today we are coming back here for an Easter egg hunt, we are going to eat this gi-normous 25 lb ham that was given to us as well as a prime rib roast someone else gave us. (Is this something new? Meat for the grieving? None the less, it is appreciated.) Our family, 22 adults and 8 kids under five, will hang out. We will call Greg and Cheryl and the girls, missing them, especially, this year. But the part I really like is that we are still a family in every sense of the word.

So, God, today, thanks for what you did for us. Thanks for sacrificing your Son for us. I can only imagine that pain...in fact, I know a little of it. Thanks God for being the Lord of the universe...