Had a quiet Easter Sunday, like many of my Easters have been since my kids outgrew Easter egg hunts. I miss celebrating Easter with my kids and extended family. It is good to know that I’ll see Annemarie in less than a week and that Kieran and Kourtney got to enjoy Easter with my sister Lori and her family.
Otis and I got out for our usual morning walk which was much quieter than usual. As we strolled down Lake Street the only sounds were runners putting in their weekend miles. We saw a few other dog walkers, everybody in their own little worlds most like me wearing earbuds. I was listening to a very motivational podcast on stopping yourself from hiding your talents. This is definitely something I am butting up against, being afraid to take the next steps into what my life could become. It feels like equal parts fear of failure and fear of success, tied in with the fear of lack of money and fear of abundance of money. It was good to walk around on an overcast, quiet morning and contemplate the impact these fears have on my life. We headed back home via a side street where I started to notice plastic and dyed Easter eggs on peoples lawns and the sidewalk strip. About halfway down the block a woman was setting out a coffee machine on top of two fold out tables and I realized it was probably a neighborhood Easter egg hunt. What a wonderful idea!
I headed over to Mom‘s late morning and made scones for brunch, it was sunny and warm enough to be able to sit outside. We both reveled in being outdoors after so many weeks of on and off rain. It was a delicious meal, scones with jam and cream, scrambled eggs, sausage, and blueberries. We caught up about our respective few days apart and family news. Later, we went for a walk and I helped her with a few things with her iPad and phone then it was time to head back and let Otis have a chance to walk around.
Our late afternoon walk took us past the Holy Virgin Cathedral, a Russian Orthodox church, such an imposing sight when you walk down the street.
