Easter

Last weekend was an unusually sweet Easter.  Friday (Good Friday) our stake performed a very nice musical production, Saturday after a fun egg hunt at Kelli's, Paul and I went to the Temple.  I put my own name on the prayer roll because I have had a very heavy heart as of late.  Then on  Sunday, I played a musical number in church and Paul spoke on the resurection.  Being there at church, taking the sacrament, was the beginning of a lightness of my heart.  I felt so much better returning from church than when I went.   I think this was an example of God's tender mercies.  Each day since Sunday I seem to feel a little better.  This will be an Easter I will always remember.  Happy Easter everyone from a mother who loves her family very much!