Saturday, September 19, 2015

Easter






You may be gone sometime before me for you are older than I by a few years.  If I know where you are laid to rest, and it isn't too far for me to reach, and if no one objects I will bring you lilies for Easter.  That will be our time, our special time.  It isn't Memorial Day and I don't think it will disrupt the memorial routines of others.

I always associate Easter with the return of the Savior.  I would like to think He would come with the renewal of life.  Maybe the spring would just follow where He walks.

Sometimes I think the spring follows where you walk.  That is how it feels when I see you, like a little bit of renewed life or hope.

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