We played this song at my mom's memorial, and I listen to it often. I find the power of Christ's resurrection means so much more than before--he has conquered death, not only for himself, but for all--for my beloved mom, for me, for you. Happy Easter! Rejoice!
Today would have been my mom's 63rd birthday--I loved her birthday as a child because it meant only ten more days until Christmas! I don't think mom necessarily loved having a birthday so close to Christmas, although it did lead to her name, Joy. Today in church we lit the candle of joy for advent--I misted up quite a bit--it felt like a birthday candle, and a reminder of her deep belief.
A friend passed along this picture from my parents' wedding invitations--I love how young and gorgeous mom looks.
I have a little tree filled with ornaments mom made--this time of year feels very filled with her presence. Decorations, recipes, and dates are intimately connected with her. I think this will always be true, but hopefully the bitter will continue to leach out, leaving only the sweet.
I have been sewing lots of gifts on my mom's Bernina (sewing machine) this month--she was so amazing at sewing, and I am improving. I miss having her help, and admonition for my corner cutting. It is lovely to sew on her machine, though, to have a connection to something she touched and created with.
I have seen almost every sunrise this year--sometimes I wake up and watch them and then go back to bed--and every one is a burst of hope and renewed joy. I love you, mom--thank you for the joy of Christmas and life that you nourished in me.
On the advice of Mr. Cool's brother, we made a fairly short detour from Raton, NM to visit Capulin Volcano. I had no idea that that part of New Mexico had been rife with volcanos--and we had a great hike--we had the volcano all to ourselves! The volcano had a lovely shelter built in the 1930s, and a winding road initially carved out with plows and livestock. We managed three stamps in our National Park System passports this trip, and each one was amazing in its own right. I'm not sure if Lincoln will remember this trip, but hopefully we can show him the stamps and trigger a faint recollection!
Lincoln near the top of the volcano--overlooking the vent (and parking lot!)
View from the top of Capulin--you can see Baby Capulin, a smaller cinder cone volcano.
Volcanic rock near the vent.
The 1930s era shelter, built with bricks of volcanic rock.
The main part of our trip was spent relaxing in the best place to relax: a spot known for retirees!
We spent a lot of time in the pool--Lincoln swam for ten straight days!
We commemorated our trip to Arches in Lego.
We visited the Phoenix Children's Museum--Lincoln loved the forest made of pool noodles!
We rode a train and carousel!
We enjoyed our time as a family--this was our first long trip that was just the three of us, and while we did get a bit tired if each other, we also had a lovely time! And we got to eat this lovely thing at Oregano's!
I remembered stopping by this beautifully set cliff dwelling when I was a little girl traveling through Arizona--and I was pleased to find it as simple and lovely as I remembered.
This is the main building that remains--not huge, but well-preserved. And the ancient peoples who lived here picked a gorgeous place to live--and we were lucky enough to visit before all the sycamore trees had lost their golden leaves.