Cracks in my Easter Egg

I have finally gotten over the upper respiratory infection that had me in its grip for about three weeks. It came just before the one-year anniversary of DH's passing, and took advantage of a weakened system. After a little more than a week, I went to the doctor, but it still took almost two more weeks for the antibiotic, cough medicine, and decongestant to get me feeling human again.

I went Easter shopping today for my family and my in-laws. I went to my favorite caterer and bought more than $100 worth of wonderful food...I bought chicken casseroles, chicken and dressing, cheddar crusted potatoes, orange fluff gelatin salad, beef lasagne, and a little pimento cheese thrown in for good measure. I'm hoping that my niece and her husband will bring my great-niece over for the weekend (I'm trying to bribe them with their favorites...), and I took half the food to my in-laws. It's frozen in reasonably-sized containers, and my MIL can pull something out of the freezer and add a salad and have a meal in about forty-five minutes. I also bought huge slices of Italian cream cake for my FIL, plus two quarts of frozen homemade soup (vegetable and potato).

When my sister and I were children, we always had lovely new outfits for Easter, and there was always an Easter basket for each of us either on the front steps or on the swing set in the back yard. We dyed eggs with our mother and spent Easter afternoon hiding and hunting eggs, either at our house or at our paternal grandmother's house (she had a better yard for hiding and hunting, plus the addition of cousins).

During our marriage, the Easter season centered around our church's pageant. I had been part of the production crew for several years before I met DH, and when I prayed for a husband, I was very specific--he had to be willing to be part of the production, either on or off stage. God honored that prayer, and sent me a baritone voice attached to a man with a wonderful stage presence! He spent most of our marriage playing the role of Pontius Pilate, with one brief foray into the role of the high priest Caiphas. At one of the first rehearsals after our marriage, a friend asked, "Did you know he could do this when you married him?" I designed and directed the lighting, and he stood in the spotlight...it was a great partnership, and an answer to my prayers.