Today David and I are returning to my home in Wilmington. I cannot remember an Easter without my feet in the sand, watching the day start Easter morning? One time, they were doing work on the beach, and it is dark before the sun comes up, obviously. So, they had on lights from some of the heavy machinery guiding us to the spot on the beach where the service would take place. It was like something out of a sci-fi movie. We got a good laugh as we “followed the light.” Then, there are some memories of being really cold. One year we made front page of the paper. We were sitting right down front, and just so happened to be the only family in focus in the picture…it was special. And then, there is last year, when David came for the first time. Unfortunately, I did not get the message across that is was casual and he wore his precious seersucker suit. THAT, is why I love that man!
I could not edit this image at all. I cannot, it is sacred. Just as it was last year. And, many years before then. 