Easter Sunday

Today I have no pictures, I guess it's a day I don't want a memory of. A day that I hope will soon fade in my mind. I'm thankful for Grandma and Crew, and the distraction they brought. Easter Sunday was a hard day. I just couldn't help but think what we "should" have been doing. I could imagine a new spring dress for Presley, a matching family picture, and going to church with my cute family. Instead, I held a sick baby girl who is too weak to walk. I kissed her face all day long, and put my fingers through her hair as it falls out. I wonder, again, what I would have done without my mom today. Grandma had a little book for the kids from the Easter Bunny, and made a nice ham dinner.