Easter Sunday

I knew today was going to be really tough on Mom. I'm fully aware all the holidays this first year are going to be exceptionally difficult but we will knock them out one at a time. Dad loved Easter and he always got a kick out of watching the kids scramble for hidden eggs and tear into the baskets Grandma still fixes for them. His presence was most noticeable and missed when it came time to say grace at dinner. When I opened my eyes I noticed Mom's eyes were leaking the same as mine and I knew we were thinking the same thing. All in all the day was gorgeous. The girls had a water fight in the yard and played while we sat on the patio and soaked up the sun.