Go, go, go, go STOP!

Yes, that sums up my life. This Type A goes hard with anything and everything until suddenly, like Forest Gump, I just stop running.

I feel that point coming. We have been going so hard, working so hard, playing so hard since we got back from England and quite frankly, I am tired.

I still long for Cambridge and yet know it is unlike any other chapter that we will ever experience in our lifetime, and yet I am constantly trying to figure out how to cling to way that I felt. No pressure to do anything or be anywhere. North America is very different in that way. I feel guilty for not putting Jakob into hockey, or lacrosse, or baseball because that is what everybody else is doing but why? Aren’t we busy enough?

This past Easter, I tried to specifically concentrate on just dwelling in the meaning of Christ’s sacrifice.
It truly was a beautiful week. I wish I had some more profound thoughts for you but sometimes pictures say a thousand words. Here are some highlights of our week:

Painting Eggs

At one point during the week, I decided I was going to do “a day in the life of Ella”. But after swimming and some hot chocolate I left my keys…in my car…in the ignition…and the battery died…and we had to cancel our Occupational Therapy appointment…and I am pretty sure I cried…so any thoughts you had about this “perfect life” you can just abandon right here…moving on….

We were so thankful that Grammy and Grandpa could come to stay over Easter and take it all the festivities and music. We had such a good time with them decorating cookies, going to Granville island and playing at the park.