When I made my New Year resolution to step out of my comfort zone, and give this outlet the old college try, I promised myself I would post my first blog no later than Easter. So, Happy Easter to all my fellow procrastinators in the world… and everyone else as well! Honestly, I feel like I need to tap a microphone and yell, “anyone out there?”

I’m sure everyone has the same thought today, in that this Easter will never be forgotten. Who would have imagined? Instead of visiting my parents back home in northern Wisconsin, all the siblings and grandchildren had a family video chat with them last evening. It worked, we chatted, we laughed, and as my mother commented, “it’s the first time we were all together for Easter in a long time.” Instead of having an Easter meal with my children, and in-law’s, I made baskets filled with everything we would have for brunch. My husband and I took a ride this morning, and dropped them off on the patios or stoops of each of their homes. Instead of visiting my church for holy services this week, I went into YouTube to view them on my television. And, you know what? It was at the end of today’s Easter service, as our pastor was closing in prayer, that I found myself choke up, and wipe tears from my eyes. It hit me, after all the weeks of just dealing with it, how crazy this all has been.

I am reminded of playing “boohoo” with my boys when they were very little. They thought it was funny if I covered my eyes, and pretended to cry. They would then pat my arm, pull my hands down, and assure me so sweetly, “it be okay, mom.” I was suddenly all better, they would giggle, and then push my hands back up to my face to “boohoo” all over again. May God bless you all this Easter 2020, granting us all peace in the reassurance that soon “it be okay.”