We woke with the sun this morning. JD and I hurried from room to room getting ready for an early church service, leaving the scents of soap and cologne with each passing. Our church is an hour from our home, so we have to plan things in advance—especially for Sundays like today. Sundays where dresses are worn, the smell of coffee ripples through the congregation, and hugs are given as if they are the last. A typical Easter at church in East Los Angeles. Days like today make me happy to be alive and thankful for my life.
The remainder of the day was spent balancing time between our families hunting for Easter eggs and barbequing carne asada…then holding our bellies in happy remorse. Days like today make me happy to be alive and thankful for my life.
It was a warm afternoon, so JD, my mom, and myself sat on my parents’ porch and talked the day away. Life. Business. Dreams. Days like today make me happy to be alive and thankful for my life.