We are spending this Easter, likely our last in the States for quite some time, visiting dear friends in Michigan. After a wonderful two weeks of catching up with our CBC family in Illinois, we took this opportunity to venture up a little further into northern America to my best friend's parents' house. They moved away from the great state of SC not long after Jonathan and I were married and we haven't had a chance to visit them since. I practically lived at their house when I was in high school; I kept a toothbrush in the bathroom, there were always bottles of my favorite soda in the fridge.... One day as Mama P was making the grocery list, she walked in and asked if there was a specific kind of shampoo I preferred. Yep. It was great! I cherish those memories and am thankful for this opportunity to make new ones during my "new life" as a wife and mother.
Being on the giving end of Easter baskets is a new treat for me. I had a blast picking out a few things for Kyle's first. Sure, he was around last Easter, but at a little over a month old he was oblivious to what was going on. Now, at a little over a year old, he is still oblivious but he has figured out how to eat candy. So, I picked out a few of
|One might think I used to work at a basket making gift shop..... Oh wait, I did!|
|Marley came over to see what all the commotion was about.|
|A carton of Mini Robin's eggs doubles as a rattle.|
|"Okay, um, Dad, enough with the pictures.... Can we tear into this candy already?!"|
As fun as the baskets, outfits and candies are, the meaning of Easter is far more important; He is risen! We have hope. We have joy. We have life. I am always amazed that in His death, I have life because He rose! Blossoms on the trees and bright, warm sunshine remind me that He makes all things new. I cherish my precious family, which God so gracious blessed me with, as well as my dear friends.