03 April 2010
I'm fortunate to have many good Easter memories, from my ranch upbringing to raising my children in a small Oklahoma town. The days leading up to Easter were filled with sewing outfits (and shopping for the perfect hats, handbags, and patent leather shoes to go with those outfits), attending choir practice, coloring eggs, and planning menus around my mom's Southern recipes. I miss all of it--even the Sunrise Service, and I am not a morning person!
Now that I have grandchildren, it's even more difficult not being down home to participate in hiding eggs, attending church, and eating too much afterward. But, with a fifteen-hour drive separating us, I must accept the fact that I can't be there for everything.
I'm making a trip soon, though, which will include Mother's Day get-togethers (there'll be four generations of us "girls" at my daughter's church brunch--Mom, Kym, Lydia, and me), time with my son and his wife, soccer and baseball with the grandkids, Silver Dollar City, and visits with friends--both old and new. Lots to do between now and then!
Here's wishing you good memories....
(The lovely vintage postcard is from The Graphics Fairy.)