Full Day, Empty Grave

Easter morning found us, as it always does, enjoying a bountiful breakfast with our church family before the morning service. Although sitting with Sandy guaranteed that our location could be pinpointed by simply listening for the laughter, the conversation turned at one point to a mutual friend who had lost her father the day before. We discussed and agreed, that as a believer, of all the times to deal with the pain of loss, Easter might be the most comforting. When the sting of death is so fresh, to have a day devoted to Christ's victory over the grave, would be a blessing. Our Redeemer lives and the grave is not the end!


After the service, it was time to take our annual photo of Cara, Riley and Atira, a tradition since toddlerhood.


Once home we managed a couple of family photos, thanks to Aunt Suci, who spent the afternoon with us before getting together with her kids for supper.


Shopping is not what I would normally associate with an Easter afternoon but with the AT hike only two weeks away, it was imperative that we get boots for the boys, so off to Bean's we went and enjoyed some



(mostly) nice family time together. I say mostly because Atira does not always enjoy being surrounded by males:
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(Conversation while riding in the car)
Me: I'm sorry, Atira, that you were born into a family full of boys, but that is just your lot in life.
Atira: So what you're saying is my life sucks?
• • • •
Finally, the family arrived back home and after eating out with Papa and BauBau, Mom and Dad came over and rounded out the day with a game of Catan, won of course, by Dad.

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