Fat to Ash

    March is here in Atlanta, hot and cold, with a twist of lemon!
    My new baby, Wyatt Heyward will be two months soon. He is divine. Maya Angelou said that you should light up, when your child enters the room. I wish life would allow that, but it gets away from you. This grandchild lights up my life, just as my other two do. You have nothing to do but shower them with love, without thinking about washing clothes, cooking food, or packing a lunch. I guess some of the critical work is gone, you hold them, and remember your babies. What you did right, and what you could have done different. I try to concentrate on all the good, and for me, there is much.
   This time of year, between Fat and Ash, pull at me. Maybe all holidays do, but The Lenten season, Easter and The Empty Cross, require your attention. Or, at least,mine.
   Easter growing up, going to church in the finest outfits, knowing you could come home to your still full Easter Basket, AND you could rip off your crinoline. ( Plus the elastic, and dotted Swiss dresses itched and were no fun!!!) But cute, mom had us all spiffed up.
  Easter time, with my babies, baskets and photos and Yardley, Pa. I loved the church we went to there. Father Gammon's and his family, Saint Andrews and the Duck Pond. The seven layer cake at the bakery! Oh that may have been another holiday!! Hot Cross Buns, now these were heavenly.
  Now Spring and Easter comes around with a new G-Baby.
  ( I could lay at the altar, right now, spread eagle, crying)
  It is just so special, to have another one.
  He is our good egg, our pint sized angel baby.
  This Easter we will get to be with Adrian and Finn, two of our older golden eggs!! It was not so long ago, that they were held ever so tight, by me.
  Maybe its Spring and New Growth, a peak of the sun on Ash Wednesday.
  This New Testament Story told, over and over again.
  Its Emotional, it is the only reason, I can get up in the mornings. It is the promise, that My Ward, is whole. Somewhere is this mass universe, maybe he has landed. He can come and go as he pleases, and visits me often. The Old Rugged Cross, is not just a song. It is the reason for everything.
  Pay attention to your people, even if they get on your last nerve!! Life is never easy, but it is full of Joy.
  Between Fat and Ash, take a minute to think, give thanks.
  Be still and Know.