ends and beginnings.

this weekend we celebrated the life of one grandma, and buried her under a grand old tree,
in a beautiful cemetery on a fittingly rainy day.

 the next day we visited the graveside of our other grandma, who went to heaven less than a year ago.

and yet all of us were together, both last year and this, and in these sad times we've grown in appreciation for one another.

life goes on, death is part of it, and family is so valuable.

spring carries on, tulips finish their glory, yet the Savior is risen, and lilies of the valley and lilacs prepare to rejoice.
blessed resurrection.