Today Was a Great Day

How can a day not be a great day when it is 80 on April 1st?!
Tom has this week off and today was the first day this week we were able to spend time together as a family. It was quite nice!
Here were the highlights:

Playing at the park in the gorgeous weather

Spending pretty much all day outside!

Fresh veggies on the grill (as soon as it is even remotely warm the grilling begins...)

Dyeing Easter eggs

A great way to end my week as I am at work this weekend! Hope your day was great too!

Owen mowing the lawn the other day




Owen said he was flowering the garden













Veggies (I need to work on my food photography :))






That would be chocolate ice cream all over his face






Random photo: Owen painted this picture at ECFE--he said it was an Indian chicken elephant. Don't ask me.


And here is a random poem to leave you with. I got it in an email today from a girl in my lenten studies group. I love the message-enjoy!

How Do You Live Your Dash

I read of a man who stood to speak at the funeral of a friend.

He referred to the dates on her tombstone from the beginning... to the end.

He noted that first came her date of birth and spoke the following date with tears,
but he said what mattered most of all was the dash between those years. (1934-1998)

For that dash represents all the time that she spent alive on earth...
and now only those who loved her know what that little line is worth.

For it matters not, how much we won; the cars...the house...the cash,
what matters is how we live and love and how we spend our dash.

So think about this long and hard.. are there things you'd like to change?

For you never know how much time is left, that can still be rearranged.

If we could just slow down enough to consider what's true and real,
and always try to understand the way other people feel.

And be less quick to anger, and show appreciation more
and love the people in our lives like we've never done before.

If we treat each other with respect, and more often wear a smile.

Remembering that this special dash might only last a while.

So, when your eulogy's being read with your life's actions to rehash...
would you be proud of the things they said about how you spent your dash?

by Linda Ellis