Perhaps it’s a little late to post about Easter.
But I didn’t work on Sunday.
There’s more about the latter in a future blog.
So right here, right now, I’m going to post about Easter.
No, this won’t turn into a religious post. I’m not going to try to push my religious views on anyone.
Rather, I’m merely going to tell you how much I enjoyed my Easter holiday.
I woke up and hit the road early. I left around 8 a.m. and went to Depew, Iowa.
Where is Depew? That’s a good question. It’s in the middle of nowhere, nestled close to Emmetsburg and Cylinder.
Still lost? Look at a map, it’s on there (I think it is anyway).
There isn’t much in Depew outside of the church.
I met my grandparents and we attended church. We sat in their “normal” pew, next to the same people and behind the pastor’s wife.
The service was full of singing, for Easter is a joyous holiday.
After, we all retreated back to my grandparents’ place for brunch. It was delicious, but merely a preview for what lied ahead.
My parents came around 2:30 and we had a chance to chat and catch up. I hadn’t seen my parents for a while, so it was good to see them. I hadn’t seen my grandparents since Christmas, so it was even better to see them.
I’m at an age where I cherish every moment I have with my grandparents. We talked about things in the past, the present and the future.
We talked about this blog and my grandpa wondered how I could come up with something to write every single day. I didn’t have an answer for him. I merely do it.
My grandma made a feast for supper, including both ham and turkey. We all ate like kings.
When it was time for me to hit the trail, I got in my car and thought about the day. It was a special day. It was a day full of great food and great company. And any time I can see my parents and my grandparents, I’m thankful.
I just hope I don’t have to wait for another major holiday to see them again.