I feel very far behind in posting and reading blogs. I'm trying to catch up and see what all my blog buddies are up too. This week has been busy with the every day business of life. I'm on call 2 days this week...Monday and today. I worked a lot on Monday...logged almost 16,000 steps on Mr. Fitbit! He called me a stepgeek. Remember, my Fitbit talks to me. The weather is weird...warm, cold, wet, dry. As I type, the wind is howling and shaking the windows and rain is again on it's way. Cold air will replace a 70de day for a chilly Good Friday. Easter is a favorite holiday of mine. As a kiddo it was celebrated with lots of church and lots of family and lots of special foods. With a Greek heritage we would also celebrate Greek Easter with some of my Mom's family. A lamb on a spit in the back yard in "My Big Fat Greek Wedding" fashion. Baklava and Spanikopita and many other favorites. These days, in my own family, we gather and celebrate with good food and fun activities. The little ones love the annual egg hunt. We'll be doing all of that a week later though as some of the kids are away on Spring break. Jack and I will still celebrate on Sunday with Church and some good food though. Greek Easter is May 1st this year so I'm not ruling out another celebration! My Mom and sister in Chicago will celebrate with some of my sister's children in a similar fashion. We take on the traditions of our youth and remake them into the traditions of adulthood. I know my own kids have their own way of celebrating...keeping a few old and adding new. It's a good thing.
I don't write a lot about my religion on my blog. My kids and friends and Church members know how I feel, what callings I hold in the Church, how I worship on a weekly, daily basis. As a Mormon it's not just a religious belief, it's a way of life. I'm mentioning it today as my heart goes out for the families of the 4 Missionaries hurt in the Brussels bombings. I remember when our son Craig was in Taiwan on his mission and how we worried and prayed for him and for his safety. Every time an earthquake or typhoon hit, we waited patiently to hear about him. Thankfully for those hurt this week they will recover but it won't be quick or easy. These young kids and the older Missionaries put their lives on hold to give service and teach about the Gospel. Many don't want to hear their message, and many people can be mean and hurtful to them. I hope the one Sister Missionary from France can get to her destination to start her mission...that would be right here in the Cleveland, Ohio mission. I would love to meet her. I hope this Easter season can bring some peace in this crazy world. I hope we all can be kinder, more understanding. I'm grateful to my Savior, Jesus Christ, for his gift...his sacrifice for me. His sacrifice for all mankind. Happy Easter.