I feel like with baseball and the birthday Easter kind of snuck
up on me. When I woke up on Good Friday I just laid in bed taking advantage of
being off work. It then hit me how important this time of year was for me and
how significant this day was. My savior, Jesus Christ, had died on the cross
for me this day. I then had a little convo with God thanking him for all my
blessings, but just hours later I was swept away in the activities that came
along with Easter weekend. I did a little shopping for myself -you just have to
get that perfect Easter outfit, right?- and I prepared for fun times with the
nieces and nephew. Riley and Ava both got to stay the night with us Friday
night and we had a blast. These children are wild when they’re together, but oh
so much fun to watch. Being the cool, most awesome aunt there is I gave them
chickens for Easter-hehehe- jokes on me though because I’m the one cleaning up
after them! When we were younger every year for Easter my Grandpa would get us
chickens. It is such a fun memory to have so I wanted to make sure even though
he’s gone that the Easter chicken legacy still lived on in our family. They
were a bit standoffish at first but soon fell in love with them. Riley came up
with the clever names of Blueberry and Strawberry for them (they are pink and
blue). Saturday was full of coloring eggs, hiding/hunting eggs, blowing bubbles
and of course checking on ‘Strawburry’ and ‘Booburry’ periodically.
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| Blueberry & Strawberry :) |
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| Coloring their Easter eggs |
It wasn’t until Easter Sunday of this three day weekend that it
hit me how meaningful this holiday was to me. Not just because of its religious
significance which is huge itself, but because this was one of my Grandpa’s
favorite holidays; being with his family and watching his grands and
great-grands having so much fun. After church we meet up for a family lunch
then have a big Easter egg hunt. Once the hunt is over and the kids are
counting their eggs and what not the older men (my grandpa and his brothers,
mainly) would sit around and eat on the eggs that they could bribe away from
the kids. My grandpa never had to do much bribing with us though; his grandkids
always seemed to shower him with eggs to eat. On the way to our Easter gathering
it finally sunk in how much I would miss him this day and my excitement kind of
faded into sadness. It was still a fun day watching the kids chase after their
eggs, but it was so tough not seeing my Grandpa sitting at the table eating
eggs after it was over. Heartbreaking :(
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| Riley hunting eggs |
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| Ava looked to be on a real mission! |
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| Even baby Sadie got in on the fun! |
Back to my birthday. It didn't turn out as planned because I had an awful stomach virus (worse than any flu I've ever had) a few days before and ended up with a kidney infection so there was no big celebration that I had hoped for. I had to get myself healthy again. I did meet up with my friend, Sarah Beth, and her husband for a birthday dinner and we saw a band play afterwards. The following weekend was Super Bulldog Weekend so I got to see a lot of my friends there, which was nice. My coast friends say we can celebrate when I come down to visit them...bet!
One reason I had been in the mood to do a big celebration is because I had just been having this feeling that something wasn't quite right and I wanted to have a fun time before whatever this feeling was happened. Me and my 'feelings'...ugh, they're usually not far from reality. The Monday after SBW I had my 6 month checkup. As usual I was pretty nervous, it seems the more time that goes on I get more and more nervous over these checkups. Well that 'feeling' I had reared it's ugly head. The doctor thought he felt something and assured me he thinks it's fine, BUT wants to do biopsies just to double check everything. Biopsy...one of the most hated words in my vocabulary. An EMC biopsy is one of the most painful things I've had done to me and I can assure you I am not looking forward to it plus the 'normal' biopsy he wants to do. I am grateful my doctor is on top of his game and wants to check everything. He said we have to be aggressive with my case, and that we are. All that being said I'm sure I'm fine, but your gracious prayers would be appreciated until I get the final word back :)
-Casey
-Casey




















