Monday, April 25, 2011
White Oak Sinks - GSMNP
April 18, 2011
Easter Sunday has come and gone allowing our family to put another of those "firsts" behind us since the death of Mr. B's dad last fall. Thanksgiving and Easter are the two holidays which have always been celebrated at their home with a large crowd. You might recall that we moved Thanksgiving dinner to our home this past year, but when asked, MIL was adamant that Easter would remain the way it had always been. Except that, of course, it wasn't!! Something very important was missing and we all felt it keenly.
Mr. B and I met while in college, but had both grown up in towns close by and so were able to introduce our parents to each other once we realized we might be "forever." Our parents hit it off immediately and have remained friends to this day. Having both sets of parents at a single holiday celebration makes life much easier for Mr. B and me!! It was my very shy dad who had the most difficulty yesterday as Easter was the traditional baseball watching afternoon for he and FIL. Once dinner was over, they'd migrate to the den for an afternoon of watching the Braves while the rest of us sat outside or in the living room. My dad looked pitiful sitting in the den alone. I couldn't even go in there and Mr. B tried several times. He said daddy would just look up at him with pitiful eyes and say, "this doesn't feel right" or "I sure do miss him."
Having said all that, our entire family believes that FIL is celebrating with our risen Lord in a way none of us can comprehend until we we there ourselves. I hope all of you have that same assurance. That is what Easter Sunday is all about!
The other side of the story is this. My FIL had some quirks that although charming and funny at first always became irritating and tiresome after several hours. We are slowly realizing how his behavior impacted our family gatherings in ways we didn't comprehend until now. Yesterday's gathering was calm, relaxing, enjoyable and people stayed longer than I can ever remember. Driving back to our home, we discussed how FIL had such a way of keeping things stirred up with his joking, picking, taunting and silliness that people were never able to fully relax and therefore, always seemed to go home earlier. Yesterday stories could be told to completion without his interruption, laughter could go on without him running from the den and having to get into the middle of it and a few moments of quiet could ensue without his feeling the need to act silly or tell a joke.
We wouldn't change the years we had for all the world, but this is our new reality and we like the way it looks!
Since 2006, when I originally lost 60+ pounds, Easter has been a day I have dreaded because of the DINNER and those feelings have always been difficult for me to process because, for the Christian, Easter should be a day filled with anticipation, celebration and pure JOY! And I've missed much of that by allowing the very thing which I began this new year vowing would be different, to define my day. So on this Easter day, I refused to ALLOW FOOD TO CONTROL ME. Instead, I WAS IN TOTAL CONTROL OF MY FOOD! I ate just enough chicken and dumplings to satisfy MIL's eagle eye and just enough butterscotch/marshmellow cookie to satisfy my mother's eagle eye! This morning brought a .4 pound gain and today will most likely involve some carb cravings, but I've got a full day planned with lots of activity to help me forget the cravings.
In the quiet of my own home last night, I went back over the day and realized how much my life has changed since last Easter. My losses (my sweet FIL), although painful, have brought new gains I couldn't possibly have known. My gains (pounds I'm still struggling to lose), have brought losses for which I'm grateful! Both the gains and the losses come in the form of deeper relationships with others and a calmer relationship with myself. It is less about food and much more about an abundant life! I am so thankful!
This post could not end without thanking YOU, my Blog Friends. It is you who have listened as things have come out through my fingers that would've never seen the light of day in conversations with others in my REAL world. I'm approaching my first BlogAversary and when settling on the name of my blog, I had absolutely no CLUE how much I truly would gain or the losses I would shed that could never be measured by a number on a scale.
I hope your Easter was as precious as mine!!