Things Change

I once made a very strict personal rule that I would not include boys on my blog. In the past few weeks, however, I have discovered that if I continue to hold to that rule, I will no longer blog as there is one specific boy who is included in most aspects of my life, 

mainly because I am dating him. 

So I hereby lift my own rule. 

Please meet Adam:

 

I could probably commit an entire post to how wonderful this man is, but I can only lift my rule so far and still have a clear conscience. 

So, for now, suffice it to say he's really great. 

And now on to the real reason for blogging today:
 Easter. 


I love dy(e)ing Easter eggs. (Let's clear up the whole dy(e)ing thing. I've read it both ways. I'm gonna go ahead and choose to say dying since it includes one less letter. Moving on now.)

Adam and I dyed eggs with some of his
family last night and it was wonderful.

I think everyone was slightly shocked by how enthusiastic I was over coloring eggs. It only happens once a year, people! You have to be excited!!

This year, more than any I can remember, I have been so overwhelmed by the Easter season. As I sit blogging this Saturday night I am thinking on how devastated Jesus' followers must have been that first Saturday before Easter. He was dead. Everything He had proclaimed for 3 years went into that tomb with Him. He was a liar. How could the Son of God be killed by mere humans?!?

But Sunday was coming.
And I've never been more thankful for a Sunday.