Happy Easter! Now, take off those hand-cuffs.
My mom recently sent me an e-card for Easter.
It was pretty…showing a pastoral scene with a church, and a choir singing.
A boys’ choir.
An Anglican boys’ choir. And we’re Catholic.
Kind of reminds me of the wedding congratulations card my mother sent us. The couple on the card were black. We’re not.
My mom isn’t bothered much by details.
The message she wrote in today’s Easter e-card is so typically my mother, too:
“A blessed Easter and a beautiful spring season.
I’m thinking of the Easter in Brunswick, Ga when
you were just getting over chicken pox and we went
to Jekyll Island with all its pretty flowers. I felt
I had just been released from jail. Enjoy the day!”
Uh, thanks Mom. I think. Sorry about that chicken pox thing. I won’t do it again.