Around the table they sat, my mother in law, French Husband, Sacha, Chelsea and Mr. Espresso. Weaving their stories into each others hearts.
I listened as I prepared lunch.
Between their chatter and stuffing the mushrooms I felt a surge of joy, the type of joy that makes walking on water seem possible. The type of joy that makes me feel something beyond the here and now.
Under my breath I whispered, "Thank you."
Joyous Easter today, tomorrow and whatever may come.