Holidays have been less than joyful since Daddy passed away. We all get together and have a good time but, it is different. Mom has the hardest time. She has the hardest time all the time. She had obsessed about this get together. There was new people coming to this Easter and it sent her panic into over drive. Especially when she was told that Andy, Camille's new *friend* would be putting a light in for her. Mom needs more light to see better and Andy is an electrician. WIN WIN Camille and I thought.
*Andy could be sent by Satan* is what my mom thought and voiced.
So, we descended upon Clarendon. Old and new. Three boys that we did not even know several years ago. A princess that we thought we would never see again. A bonus daughter. New people that have come into our lives within the last year.
And it was good.....so very good. We ate. We laughed. We hid eggs. The kids hunted eggs. We talked. The light got hung. My mom asked me to take off the ears. I didn't. We had a tea party. We colored. We moved forward just a little bit.
I talked to mom this morning. She loved yesterday. She told me that it was a really good day for her and one of the first holidays that she was not miserable wishing that my daddy was there. Not that she did not miss him....but the house was full and she allowed herself to be in the moment and enjoy herself. Yesterday at Easter was the first time that, instead of missing him....she felt him there with us. Me too.
Spring. Easter. New hopes, love and beginnings. We have come a long way. I am looking forward to so much more.
........the bunny did not leave me one danged egg.