Since my move I struggle with keeping my chin up and a positive attitude. I know I should not, but it is what it is. I always go back to faith because I know that what I can not handle will be handled for me. I am so blessed with such a wonderful network of family and friends that will not let me fall.
Still, my heart aches. I pray for healing for some family members. I do not have power. Only faith and prayer.
I took a few photos of roses on Easter. Flowers are beauty.
They reminded me of the beauty of Easter. That and the kids, candy, eggs, bunny cakes, little boys in suits….