At Considerable Cost

A blur of azalea bushes in full bloom on either side of a wrought iron gate which led off our back porch to our side yard.   Bees buzzing about as I ran as fast as I could between the blooms in an attempt to avoid being stung.   Decorating eggs on Saturday night before Easter.   Waking up to a new stuffed animal and more chocolate candy than I normally saw all year and jellybeans (meh).   The excitement of bubble gum eggs and the disappointment of mistaking a malted milk ball egg for one of the gumballs.   Lunch, promptly at noon, with Mama's lemon meringue pie.   Maybe an egg hunt, with my sister hiding eggs for me or if it was a lucky year, a trip down the road to Mrs. Carmel's house to hunt eggs with her children and visiting cousins.   Those are actual little vignettes of my childhood Easters that I tend to share.   Those are the ones people expect from me.   Those are the ones I share with my children, but their dominance in my ...

I'm a little behind on the blog, so I'm trying to catch up with a few posts. Easter was a wonderful celebration this year!   I spent the day before baking and occasionally staring at the Cadbury creme eggs and Elmer's candies.    We went to the Easter Vigil Mass at our parish.   It was so beautiful.   I love to see the converts as they are baptized and/or receive first communion and are confirmed.   The kids handle the mass well; I think it's because there's so much happening, from the fire pit outside to the glorious music and candlelight.   When we returned, I had my first Cadbury egg! The next day, the children enjoyed their Easter baskets.   The Bunny and I may need to have speaks--sugar overload!   That afternoon, we spent the afternoon with friends for Easter dinner and an egg hunt.   Blessings abounded! I wait for Cadbury Creme Eggs every year.   When I went to Eng...