Ohhh man did my dad LOVE Easter. He didn’t love the bunny, candy part of Easter. He loved the liturgical path towards Easter. He loved Lent, he loved looking at how to get closer to God. He loved the journey and then he loved the celebration it brought on.
So when moments of time pass by that he loved, I miss the fact that this being that filled my life in so many ways is gone from this world even more.
So we find ways to remember.
We couldn’t find plastic eggs to hang. He wouldn’t have liked them anyway…he would prefer crosses but WE are the living ones.
We found seed eggs.
The kids, my mom and I placed them on his tree at Lake Calhoun.
The kids played.
and we remembered him on this beautiful day.Filed under current events, Dad | Comment (0)