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Favorite Easter Memories

Early morning Sunrise Services, sitting outside, shivering in the early desert air
Breakfast in the church fellowship hall
Beautiful dresses sewn by my mother
Dying eggs –the smell of vinegar, writing on eggs with a white crayon, leaving them in the dye a long time to get vivid colors
Hiding and seeking the eggs
The year my dad hid an egg in the rafters of the front porch and it wasn’t found ’til months later
Easter hymns: “Hear the bells ringing they’re singing that we can be born againnnnnnn…”
Imagining the wonder of the women who found the empty tomb
Easter baskets with chocolate and jelly beans and plastic grass
Easter Sunday, Late 70s

Got tired of IE taking forever and ever to load
IE crashed every time I tried to load Facebook Scrabble
That stupid yellow bar that popped up constantly
When I asked on FB for advice about how to stop IE from crashing, the overwhelming comment given was to switch to Chrome
My son has been telling me to switch for years
When I finally tried it out of frustration with IE, Chrome loaded about 10x faster.
It imported all my bookmarks and even my favorites bar
Google is tracking everything about me anyway, so why not make it easier for them

I am abundantly glad Colton is gone.
Bad people get what is coming to them.
Which means Alicia will soon get caught by karma too.
Kim and Chelsea seem to be the only strategy-driven players left.
Tarzan is as annoying as Coach was the first season he played.
Christina is either a bigger person than I am, or a cloying yes-man.
Jeff Probst gets hotter every season.
It must be much more difficult while in the game to develop a clearer picture of your opponents.
It’s cute and sadly mistaken how Jonas thinks he can be a leader now.

Her laugh – the way she would throw her head back and clap her hands together and laugh with her whole soul
Her ability to get things done. Now.
Her willingness to stop whatever she was doing to do something more important for her friends.
Her enthusiasm for life.
Her refusal to let the cancer define her as a person.
Her stubborness. It’s a trait we share.
Her slightly naughty sense of humor, which probably most of you didn’t get to see.
Her all encompassing love for her children, all 5 of them.
Lunch at Chi-chis. Or Bishops. Or Hardees.
Girls time in DesMoines with all 3 of us BFFs
The way she never ever ever complained about anything. Not the cancer, not her divorce, not the chemo, not even at the end.
Her drive and ambition.
Her cream cheese mints.
Planning events with her.
When she would load up all the 8 million kids and take them to her house to make cookies.
How she always told me the truth. Always. No matter whether I wanted to hear it or not.

“Yon Cassius has a lean and hungry look. He thinks too much. Such men are dangerous.”
“This above all: to thine own self be true.”
“I am not bound to please thee with my answer.”
“With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come.”
“Cowards die many times before their deaths.”
“Be not afraid of greatness: some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them.”
“Suspicion always haunts the guilty mind.”