I was surprised in the middle of our Maundy Thursday service by two giggly girls sneaking up to me where I sat quietly in the dark, candlelit room. They were a whole day early. I thought they were friends from church. Silent squealing, and then fast tip-toeing outside followed.
I love surprises.
The two giggly girls were my little sisters, and they made the trek from Michigan (and Ohio) with them my mom and grandma for a long weekend of “girl parties” and enjoying the southern sunshine.
It was such a sweet visit, that was over much too soon. Now, we’re counting down the days until summer.