The holiday was tough for me. That kind of caught me off guard because I thought I would be fine. But, I found I was really missing Rylan. Seeing all the children at Good Friday and Easter service actually knocked the wind out of me and I was so sad not to have our baby with us. I wondered, among other things, what kind of handsome outfit I could have dressed my baby boy in for Easter... But as I reflected on the significance of the holiday we were celebrating (our risen Savior) I imagined how Rylan is already in His presence and I was comforted thinking of that.
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