Grieving... The First Holiday

Easter has never been a huge one at mom and dad's place (there were definitely big traditions with both sets of Grandparents in the younger years), but the day was filled with little reminders...

• My Grandpa leading us in the lunch time prayer instead.
  
• Talking Cubs baseball, and not having him there to add his two cents.
• After the Easter egg hunt, mom standing alone as the grandkids took account of their acquisitions.

It was topped off with our first visit to the grave site since the burial. We planted some flowers.
It was actually a very enjoyable day together. Katylynn had an absolute blast. It just felt a little incomplete.

A short disclaimer to explain that these posts concerning grief are part personal reflection, and part allotting space for those readers who have walked through tragedy to know they aren't walking alone. They are not intended to garner extra sympathy.