The Christensens Thursday night and the Barretts came Friday afternoon. I had declared this a technology free weekend, meaning no devices. Not everyone was happy but I really didn't care. I've tired of seeing people on their phones even in restaurants and I know what the youth are like ... totally distracted and not 'with' us. And so it was perfect...everyone was in the moment.
which was repeated when Dawn arrived.
Secular Saturday had the Christensen kids looking for their baskets (the Barretts had done this at home before coming down) and then everyone went out looking for eggs that the bunny hid.
We had lots of food over the weekend. Saturday 3 different carloads of family headed to 3 different areas to shop and/or to play.
Easter Sunday naturally found us in Lorain Ward and the meeting had a great spirit. Michael Schroth told this story which I am adding here so I don't lose it. After a super dinner of beef brisket, the house was put to rights and everyone left. We are tired but so very happy to have had kids here. Maybe we are old but we still can walk and breathe and I think we can still have people stay with us...at least for a little bit longer.
We are grateful for the Atonement of Jesus Christ and all it means for each person born to earth, little they may understand nor recommend it. The story Michael told touched my heart strings because I live in my mom's house and I miss her something fierce when everyone returns to 3830. Jocelyn had commented about how this house was always quiet when they came up as kids. And I remember that same feeling...quiet and solitude with only the grandfather clock dinging throughout. Special days, special memories.