They seemed delighted with what they got and enjoyed a nice breakfast of candy. It was a long Lent for them as well so I let them indulge.
I was hopeful that Mass would lift my spirits but unfortunately, it did not. I wasn't able to sing any songs because I felt like even trying to raise my voice would cause the tears to start.
I did my best not to look at all the cute babies dressed in their Easter finest but Peter and Sarah insisted on pointing each one out. And I let them. They seemed to take joy in looking at the babies and even though it was breaking my heart, I couldn't tell them that. So I painted on a stoic smile and sat there like a robot nodding each time they pointed out a little one.
I am certain that next year I will feel the joy that Easter normally brings but this year it just wasn't there for me.
After we got home from Mass we headed next door to my parent's house for lunch. My best friend's family was already there and we enjoyed a wonderful meal. My mom is a great cook!
After the meal, we took all the kids outside and let them take turns at a pinata that my aunt got for them. Even though I thought they might be a little old for the pinata, they all had the best time hitting it. And it was loaded with lots of candy - the good stuff, too. Lots and lots of chocolate.
It wasn't the Easter that I had hoped for but all in all it was nice day with friends and family and I know the kids had fun.
I love this quote from Pope John Paul II -
"Do not abandon yourselves to despair. We are the Easter people and hallelujah is our song!"
I'm sure that next year, I'll be ready to sing it.