Last week, Jon’s office threw us a celebratory “apero” for our recent nuptials. I thought it was just a casual happy hour, so I arrived fashionably late, per usual. As I arrived, everyone was sitting down in a circle and there was an empty seat at the head of the circle, next to Jon, waiting for me. It was definitely more of an entrance than I wanted to make, but the embarrassment wore off quickly with a glass of wine.
Dave Matthews said it best; “Life is short but sweet for certain.” I am often reminded of this fact, though I wish the reminders were delivered in a nicer form. My friend’s dad recently passed away after losing the battle against lung cancer. Losing parents sucks. Cancer sucks. And when I’m anxious, sad, mad, or all of the above, I need to occupy myself…so I bake. The night I found out, I decided to make some brownies to send to my friend since I know how comforting some home baked goods can be. While stirring the batter, I cried for my friend, her family, and her dad. I cried for my mom, I cried for my family and I cried for everyone that has lost a loved one. It was quite therapeutic actually. You should try it.
I felt that Easter was upon us more so than ever this year due to my recent Europe trip. All of the towns we visited in Germany and Austria we covered in Easter paraphernalia. Every shop window was Easter themed and there was even a special Easter section in the massive Christmas store we went to. Though I was reminded of Easter everywhere on my trip, it was also the downfall of my Lenten promises. They went out the door real fast when I was presented with spaeztle, german chocolate, and bread served at every meal. Oh well, better luck next year!