I was walking back to my car
Wednesday evening
after our community Easter service
and saw the moon rising over our church.
I can't ever remember noticing
the first full moon
after the first day of spring that -
on the first following Sunday -
would mark Easter.
The next evening under this very roof, our family celebrated a milestone in our youngest son's spiritual journey.
His godparents traveled four hours from Wisconsin to join us in celebrating this Last Supper marking Noah's First Communion.
Do this for the remembrance of me.
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