Easter went down plain and simple this year...baskets in the morning, then church, then dinner (potluck with the branch). Thankfully, Beth forced us to make time to color some eggs. One of my favorite memories from Easter doesn't have a picture to go with it. It was our family home evening on the Savior and the Resurrection. I love life. I love the idea of regaining life after we've lost it. I love knowing/believing that my dad is still alive in some way, and that death can't ever really separate this little family of mine.
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