So I am homesick for Easter already.
for my ten year old in tulle
for my six year old in smocking and hand-sewn pearls
for the Hallelujah chorus
for the trumpet at Mass
for my mother's kitchen
for my brothers, my sister in law and my girls cousins
I feel this way when every Holiday ends. (well not Halloween or the 4th of July so much... but Easter and Christmas... sigh.. I love them so)