There’s an incredibly intense, odd, yet distinctive, feeling
that I get following every big family gathering, or rather, after family get-togethers
that revolve around a special holy day—like Easter and Christmas.
This year, as has often been true in our family life, Michael
and I shared the Triduum services with family members and special
friends—Thursday’s Mass, Friday’s veneration of the Cross, and the Easter
Vigil, the mother of all liturgies.
And at home, of course, everything culminated on Easter
Sunday morning, when everyone gathered at our house for a full day of
activities and a special meal – the kind of meal with recipes that are only
made once a year.
Although the weather didn’t allow us to hang out in the back
yard –my favorite! – we had a lovely afternoon full of laughter and games and storytelling,
and not too many breakdowns J.
We seemed to move like a wave through the house, from room
to room, ultimately retreating back into the ocean that is our large living room.
That’s where we prayed together, where we had our Easter toast, where the kids
drag us to read books—or to read books to us!
We had a traditional egg hunt for the Grands and their
friends (11 kids total this year) – as well as the latest Scaperlanda Tribe
tradition: a Hunger-Game-style egg hunt for adult “kids” under age 36. You’d
have to see it to believe it.
Our meal menu has been the same for the last 23 years:
garlicky leg-of-lamb, spinach and artichoke casserole, potatoes chantily, and
home made rolls (courtesy of our best bread maker, Anamaría). The menu, by the
way, comes from a ripped off page (now laminated) out of a Woman’s World
magazine dated 4/11/95. The article was titled, “Amy Grant’s Southern-style
Easter feast.” Nope, I’m not kidding.
Today, as I sit in the same large living room that yesterday
pulsated with the heartbeat of our family, the space is only filled up by
scattered toys, books and empty plastic multi-colored eggs.
I feel overwhelmed by what I can only describe as bitter
sweet. I am spent, physically, yet also a bit weepy.
It’s not that I want my life to be different, or that I
yearn for my life as it used to be—all those years of exhausting parenting when
my awesome foursome all lived under our roof. I am genuinely delighted to watch
my kids grow up, as well as to witness first hand the beautiful families that
they are building.
Perhaps it’s the all or nothing of it all? That seems to be
a constant element of this stage in our lives. Or perhaps I’m simply feeling
the sadness that accompanies all true joy, the being truly here, then moving on. I
don’t know.
Still, my house is silent. It is empty. There is something
to feel here also. Life as is.
photo by Ignacio Ruiz |
photo by Ignacio Ruiz |
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