What a beautiful windy morning it is down here by Sebago Lake. I am sitting in my kitchen with the sun shining through my windows onto a beautiful bouquet that my son John bought for me this weekend. My dog Daisy is growling and barking in the window, possibly at some leaf blowing across the street. She gets excited over these things you know. It is Easter morning and I am thinking about many people today. I know of four people I knew who have passed this week and I do not know anyone who was born this week. However, yesterday a friend to both of my sons visited with his girlfriend and his new son. So that was a highlight of yesterday to see their new baby. I believe the significance of this week is something to reflect upon each year. Last year I wrote a story about a good friend whose son had muscular dystrophy and he passed during this week. Easter was a meaningful time to him. It can be accessed under the category ‘People I Know ‘and it is entitled Holy Week: Remembering Steven Passmore. I wish you all peace and the love of your family and friends.