Easter 1999. We took this picture in front of Gramme and Papa’s house. I was still recovering from surgeries from my car accident the previous summer and I think was about to have another surgery on my left arm. My arms couldn’t straighten any more than they were in the picture and my physical therapists said that they would never straighten any farther.
As a parent now, looking back, I can’t imagine how Mom and Dad felt on that Easter Sunday with all that had gone on in the past year. But I don’t remember them ever showing me any of their fears or worries, only showing me love and grace. I am so thankful for them and all that they have done for me throughout my life. And especially thankful to them for raising me to know how special Easter was and is.