My mom (Kathleen) is looking forward to later today (we are all heading to my sister's house) for Easter dinner. Of course, I must admit, my eyes will be glued to their 70 inch HDTV watching the Masters final round.
Sadly, Easter was the last holiday my dad enjoyed before his passing. Funny how a single snapshot ends up capturing the true essence of a person. While at my house in 1997 for Easter, a photo was taken of my dad leaning back on one of my dining room chairs. That photo was so wonderful; copies were made for everyone in the family. I smile every time I look at his face in that photo. He looked as content and peaceful as I ever could remember
