Our Easter Sunday was quite different than any we've known before. We sort of lost out on the Easter baskets and family dinner, egg hunts, and picture taking this time. Instead we face timed with my oldest and reflected on the reason for the season.....

The twists and turns their journey with Jesus took His friends, family, and followers on, had to be thrilling and enthralling. Yet, in spite of all His talk of the future that awaited Him. the shock of witnessing the death of this man had to be truly traumatic. You just never think it will happen to you......

Mary must have frantically searched for answers to impossible questions when she looked for His body, after His death. Where had His body been taken, seeing that the Tomb was empty, on the third day:)

I've had my "cross" to bear, or burden to carry, but Christ somehow knowing the journey before him, found joy in it all. He had to have His eye on some amazing future......

Today, on this first Easter holiday away from the East Coast, I cooked a simple Easter meal and face timed with family. Later the kids were off to Hermosa beach to play VB while I cleaned up; some things never change:/

As I faced an unprecedented amount of obstacles and unexpected happenings this weekend, it leaves me a bit bewildered. I found things I wasn't looking for and I went looking for something I did not find. I am, however, finding new joy.......

My prayer is for the same breath to be released which gave life and purpose to those who thought they lost Him....

That breathe began a revolution.......

On this Good Friday, I reflect on years gone by, when we were in our hometown in Pennsylvania, looking forward to the Easter holiday together. Something that can be taken for granted, as if it will always be there........

It was one year ago, Easter Day, when my oldest shared with my family his plans to travel west. A crazy thought that seemed so incredible and adventurous.... and necessary. Loss has a tendency to suck the life out of a person, if the life left is not fostered and protected. And so he went.....

Sometimes I think not only loss, but the fear of it, controls a person as much as the event itself. We become a little more cautious, a bit more protective, not wanting anything else in life to cease to exist, for any reason.

As tough as it was to bid Jordan farewell, I knew it had to let it happen. Rather than focus on the loss, he is now living again......

Today Chynna received news we could only dream of hearing... she's been invited to participate in the USA Beach Volleyball HP, U23 Team, in an Olympic development training program. This will begin early May in Hermosa Beach, pretty much down the street a short distance.

Trusting all the details will work out with her new job and finishing up classes at Cal State Long Beach. So excited to see where her dreams could take her..... it's taken persistence, reflection, and determination to keep going at times, but she's always been up to a challenge. Check out her FB page if you get the change:)

A real estate agent told me today I remind him of a famous female race car driver, as he assumed a few things about me. One of those being that I'm a fast mover, lol:) I realize that as much as I have physically kept moving, I have done that much more in the spiritual sense.......

"I know that there's a meaning to it all, a little resurrection every time I fall"