on Friday, good Friday, two dear friends got married - and honestly it totally slipped my mind, (in the midst of planning and preparing for out of town guests), that we had a wedding to attend. it was a beautiful setting, so calm and peaceful. full of familiar faces, eating wonderful food (and desserts), and dancing the night away.
it happens every year, as much as I try to plan ahead, holidays just seem to sneak up on me. and as much as I want to just be present, and really soak in the depths of what we are celebrating, I often find myself just running around filling in the gaps of last minute details. and every year I tell myself, s l o w d o w n... it will be over in a whirlwind. and you don't want to miss it.
^^dyeing easter eggs with the littles^^
^^the most delicious appetizer ever! got the recipe from my friend
Shannon at a recent get together we had^^
^^ sparrow picking out all of the blue pancakes!^^
^^festive easter pancakes! we started this tradition a few years ago!^^
^^nothing better than a sunday afternoon nap^^
that is always my prayer, I whisper, please don't let me miss it. miss you. in the midst of striving for a perfect meal, dishes, flowers, I want the table to be beautiful. I want the food to be delicious. everyone to feel warm and at home, my heart behind it is - I want this to be memorable.by me when I am old and gray - and something my children can look back on. the reason we celebrate, is because we want to remember the One. in the midst of breaking bread, and gathering around the table, and little giggles, and the messy hands that are helping prepare the meal, I want to remember it. I want to remember why I do this, why I am able to do this. because a man, gave his all for me. that I might have eternal life. he conquered death. so more than anything I am tugging at my heart, and my children's heart - to look beyond what is seen, look beyond the table, the meal, the silly eggs, and to teach them to celebrate a life resurrected. ours. his.
