{Easter's Past . . .}

Charish, me, Ian {Easter 1981}

I can't help but think about how grateful I am for the reason we celebrate Easter. Because of Christ and all he sacrificed for me I will see Charish again. I hate how it seems like forever until that day will come, but I have a lot of comfort knowing for a surety that we will embrace again. I can't wait for that day . . . but until then I will treasure my pictures and memories. She is SO missed . . . I don't go a day without thinking of her and wishing that I could go see her or call her up. Most Easters were spent at her house having Easter egg hunts and eating good food. It's really going to take a lot of getting used to . . . it takes my breath away to think that she's gone and this is permanent for this life. But I'm so thankful for the gospel . . . to know what I know brings so much comfort.

Mom {Easter 1954}