Remember in Forrest Gump when Forrest talked about the rain?
We been through every kind of rain there is. Little bitty stingin' rain... and big ol' fat rain. Rain that flew in sideways. And sometimes rain even seemed to come straight up from underneath.
Easter was just like that. It rained the entire day. This is why we have about 5 pathetic picures of the day- no kids frolicking in the green grass looking for eggs. No shots on the way to Mass sitting by flowers. No afternoon baseball game with new bats and balls.
But that's okay. Because what we did get was one beautiful Mass. With the choir above us sounding like legions of angels. The bishop presiding. Flowers alongside every isle and an alter that was glowing.
This followed by lunch with good people and great fun for the kids makes for a memorable Easter in our new home.