A day of resurrection, of celebration and joy at the fact that love crucified, arose.
for me – still walking though my own dark journey, but with glimmers of light here and there – the good days are good, but the bad ones are just awful, magnified this last week by inept locum GP and significant anniversary of a loss (21 years since dad died, Tuesday of Holy Week).
Resurrection has come, is coming, and will come again 
Amen. It will come for sure. May the glimmers of light become radiance.