I love Easter Sunday. It is a very meaningful day for me. My grandpa Orme, who I was blessed to spend a lot of time with as a little girl, died in a car accident on Easter Sunday 17 years ago. I know that is a weird way to start a post...but as tragic as his sudden death was to me at the time, it caused me to really look upward to God, to my Heavenly Father, and that is when I really remember knowing with absolute surety that families ARE forever...and that I would see my grandpa again. I love that on Easter we celebrate our Savior's Atonement and sacrifice for mankind...and that we celebrate his resurrection and his life! I know that He lives, and that He has made it possible for us to live again as well. Easter is a wonderful reminder to me that this life is not the end, but that we can be together as families for all eternity. I love Easter.
Our little Lainah, who is now 5 years old, was blessed on Easter Sunday. That too, is one of the reasons that Easter is such a wonderful day for me. I remember getting her dressed in her beautiful white blessing dress that morning before church, and crying up in my bedroom because of how alone I felt. None of our family members were coming to her blessing, and we didn't receive any phone calls about her special day...and I just felt like my beautiful baby girl had been forgotten. Well, as I was thinking these thoughts, an overwhelming feeling of warmth and peace came over me, and I KNEW that we were not forgotten. My sweet babe Lainah and I, in the upstairs bedroom of my Cleveland home, were surrounded by loved ones who had passed on. This I know. I knew that her grandpa Thuernagle (Andy's dad) was there with us...I could feel his presence, along with several others...and I knew that my Heavenly Father who knows and loves each of us so perfectly, had known my thoughts and my feelings, and had sent us loved ones to be with us and to comfort us on Lainah's special day. My beautiful baby girl had angels attend her blessing day. I love Easter.
This Easter, Andy and I were asked to speak in church about the Savior, his Atonement and Resurrection. I was so thankful for this invitation because for the week leading up to Easter as I was pondering what I would say, and reading the scriptures and reading conference talks about the Savior, our home and my heart was filled with a special spirit as my thoughts turned again upward. I was reminded of the love that our Savior, Jesus Christ has for each of us, and that He is always there to lift us, to comfort us, to forgive us, and to strengthen us. He set the example for us to follow...and is there with His hands outstretched, beckoning to us, reaching for us. I love Easter!
But with us speaking, and with all of the egg hunting and decorating and food prep the day before...by the time we got home from church and had finished with our Easter feast...I was worn out!
Addy kept coming back to her basket throughout the day to nibble on her "Canny." She loves Easter too I think! We especially got a kick out of her red cowboy hat that she likes to wear sideways and pulled way down low over her eyes. She's like the little red candy bandit or something.
Rachey and Brooklynn did each other's hair...this is Rachel's creation, she is so talented!
And I had many "favorite" times during the day...but this had to be the best. As everyone else was getting ready for bed, Addy and I snuggled up together on the couch to wait for them to come in for scriptures and family prayer. Neither one of us made it...she and I fell asleep snuggling each other...I can't think of a better way to end another beautiful Easter Sunday!