April 20, 2014 Easter Marks His Resurrection, For Me It Marks her Death

Today is Easter Sunday.  Although Gracie's Angel dates have passed, Easter is still a first.  Gracie's accident was 4 days after Easter last year.  I've dreaded Easter.  They are the last pictures I have of Gracie and they aren't good pictures.  I was tired from being up with Vi and it was cold outside when they did their Easter egg hunt.  I didn't leave the deck and just took a couple quick pictures.  I remember thinking, "I'll do better next year." Easter was the first Sunday we all went to church after having Vi.  I forgot to take a picture of everyone in Easter clothes.  Again,  there's always next year....but there's not.  (Something now 4 years later I hold as one of my greatest regrets).

 

It's been 4 years now as I type this entry from my journal to this blog.  I remember telling Gracie to get shoes on but she was so excited she couldn't wait to go outside to find the eggs and said she would be fine.  Not a minute later she came back in to get her shoes because the grass was so cold.  Her shoes are on the wrong feet. 

The swing-set was taken down and burned piece by piece by Jeremy on his birthday.  If only I had seen the rope that was hanging above the slide.  Had I not been so tired, or it had been so cold, I would've placed eggs on the landing and possibly the slide as I had done every year prior, but not that year.  Too cold, too tired.....my biggest regret.