Holy Saturday to be exact. This used to mean something, or at least have an impact on my life. But I don't really celebrate Easter any more. Over the past several years I have occasionally made some special food that is culturally significant, to note the occasion. This year, however, I just wasn't feeling it.
I could feel a heaviness this morning...a heaviness in my heart. I felt like crying, so I did, not trying very hard to attach the emotion to anything. Sometimes a good cry is just needed. Upon reflection, despite my not celebrating Easter, I did realized that there are still warm memories that are associated. I understood that my crying was because of a certain kind of mourning. The past activities and significance of family get togethers that aren't part of my life right now are missed. I thought that was okay. It was okay to feel how I felt, and it was okay to move on from it...which is something I'm better and better able to do.
Avery and I had a walk, I puttered in the garden and took pictures, I visited with a neighbor and will be going to a different neighbor for dinner tonight. The sun is shining and warm, flowers are blooming and plants are growing. Oh, and it's full moon!! Not a bad Saturday.
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