March 26

After several weeks of asking when it was going to happen, the kiddos finally dyed Easter eggs this afternoon. This is the one that Lambie and I dropped in the dye for Logan:

As I gently turned the egg in the cup of purple color, I noticed an odd cluster of reddish dye. So I leaned in for a closer look. And then I blinked and looked again. And again.

As improbable as it seemed, the harder I looked, the more clearly I saw a faint red "L" on that eggshell. A Logan "L."

On this day, the day before Easter --the day that Christ changed everything for us so many years ago-- it seems poetic and appropriate that the initial of our love who's gone on ahead would appear on an egg: an overt symbol of new life that's yet to come.