the resurrection

as this easter sunday comes to a close, i find myself deep in thought. as a child, i saw a re-enactment of the crucifiction that haunted me for years. i didn’t understand what was going on, and that night, i had an awful dream that the Roman’s were coming to crucify me. i have since developed an understanding of the meaning of easter. now, i think about rebirth. this easter, i have seen the resilliance of love. despite the baggage that we accumulate from one relationship to the next, people can sometimes overcome themselves in order to truly experience happiness. i am appreciative of the lesson, i am thankful for profound realizations, and i am hopeful that time really does heal all wounds.