Last night was Good Friday.

We celebrated? with our friends at the Bamford’s home. And it was good.

I feel that I did not really take the time to pause and reflect this season. I felt rushed during the day yesterday, and I think that ultimately was the state of mmy heart for the past 40 days.

Tomorrow is Easter. We will go to South Mountain at sunrise to welcome the resurrection into our lives once again.

Then we will go to Tempe to be with our homeless friends.

Then to my sister’s house. Easter always makes me think of Polish food.