I’ve been quiet here during Holy Week. I’ve been trying to post more regularly just to get myself to write, not this week, though.
Holy Thursday will always be different than it used to be. Last year, my dad had a stroke on the Saturday before Holy Week and passed away on Thursday. I was so comforted that he died during the holiest of times. We were grateful for the break before the funeral busyness. So today I’ll be thinking about him more than usual I guess. I miss him.
Have a wonderful Easter.