There was a change of plans...we all wore (bought from the store) black/white.
Of course it isn't about the baskets or eggs or rabbits or clothes...for the first Easter in many, we've all been in church. (Is it possible I have not been to church on Easter in 7-8 years? That's crazy.) God has wrecked our house this year.
Night has fallen and the only sound is Ryan humming "Because He Lives" as he puts away the groceries. That's really all I have to say at the end of this perfect Easter.