Easter is a time to rejoice, as well as be thankful for the gift of life that we get to live, love that we get to feel, and joy that we get to share. Sometimes it is easy to forget that those things are indeed gifts. Gifts granted to us through sacrifice. For me, it is a bittersweet holiday, and I felt like this year it was particularly bittersweet.
Last year on Easter, Troy & I were driving home from his base in Ft. Irwin, California. He was officially discharged from the Army the day before and allowed to come back home for good. All I remember was thinking about how we had spoken & dreamed of that day for the past year and a half. The countdown was finally done and the wait was finally over. It all seemed unreal.
Our goal was to drive straight through to Colorado. We had made plans to be back in time for our annual Easter brunch with my family at the Inverness in DTC. The brunch was scheduled for early afternoon that Sunday. At the time, there was a horrible ice/snow storm that hit Raton Pass. Of course, this was the pass we had to drive through in order to get home. Once we hit New Mexico we stopped for dinner. While we were eating we discovered that Raton Pass had been closed due to weather conditions. Devastated, I contacted my family on ideas as to what to do next.
We didn’t have a lot of money, and most of the cheaper hotels were booked. We thought about even sleeping in our car or simply waiting to hear when the pass was reopened. Soon, I get a call from my grandfather telling me that he and my grandmother had found us a hotel room for that night. I proceeded to tell them that we weren’t sure we could spend the money on a few hour stay at this fancy hotel but that I appreciated his help anyways. My grandpa stopped me, he then told me that it was on him. He was paying for it all. He told me that he would do anything to make sure that Troy and I were safe & settled for the night. My heart about exploded! I felt so incredibly lucky to have such a wonderful, kind, giving family. We headed over to the nice, warm, fancy hotel and slept a few hours before waking up to finish the drive. Thankfully the pass had reopened and we made it to brunch with just minutes to spare.
As many of you may know, my grandpa actually passed away a few weeks before my wedding. Little did I know, that Easter would be my last with him. I cannot say enough kind words about my grandfather. Although his heart failed, it was known to be one of the biggest.
Sitting at that table this year in the same room with one less chair was bittersweet. Although I felt sad, as I replayed these memories in my head I couldn’t help but smile. I felt so grateful for the time that I got with him. For the memories that we made. For the love that we shared and the life that he got to live because of the sacrifices Jesus made for us. Easter acts as a reminder that my grandpa rose again in heaven, just like Jesus rose again on the third day. He was reunited with our God. I watched as little kids in their Easter dresses and bow ties ran across the room with eager eyes and open hearts. Life is beautiful–the life that I am living as well as new life that I see every day within something as simple & beautiful as the innocence of a child. Springtime represents the cycle of life. It is all so bittersweet.
This is one of my favorite bible verses that seems relevant to what I just shared with you.
I am not your average church goer, I rarely pick up the bible, but this particular verse has always stuck with me so I wanted to share it with you.
I hope that your Easter was filled with love, light, & laughter. I hope that the memories you made stick with you forever. Here are some fun pictures from our day. 🙂
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Thanks for reading lovelies!
Until next time!