I don’t know this for a fact, but it wouldn’t surprise me if grief books spent a lot of time talking about how difficult the first year is after you lose someone. It’s the first birthday without them, the first vacation, the first Christmas.
For me, this weekend was the first Easter.
I didn’t realize how difficult Easter would be without my mom. She loved Easter – buying new dresses, going to church together, picking out chocolate bunnies, filling the girls’ Easter baskets with stuff they didn’t need. She always bought them a stuffed bunny. I can remember telling her last year – don’t buy them any more stuffed bunnies. Eighteen is enough.
I seriously doubt she would have listened to me this year.
For Macy’s first Easter in the US, she bought this super cute ballerina Easter basket. It was so Macy.
One of my favorite pictures of Macy and Mom.
It broke my heart to go shopping for Selah a basket, so I decided to wait until next year.
We did have a nice Easter at Buddy and Cook Cook’s house. It’s always fun having the grandkids together.
We love Cook Cook and Buddy
Enough pictures…let’s hunt some eggs!
Happy Easter! He is Risen!