“Hope is like the sun, which, as we journey toward it, it casts the shadow of our burdens behind us.” – Samuel Smiles
By Emma Palova
Lowell, MI- Every Sunday is a little Easter and this Easter Sunday wishes kept pouring in from far and near.
We spent Easter alone with Ludek, but not completely. For the fourth Sunday in a row, we watched the televised mass from the empty Saint Andrew’s Cathedral in Grand Rapids. The beautiful mass celebrating the risen Christ lost none of its pomp. The altar was decorated with bold white Easter lilies, mums and orchids. And Alleluia echoed through the empty cathedral.
Easter Sunday rosary walk at the Franciscans
While the sun was still out, I went for my second walk of the season to the Franciscan Sisters of the Eucharist around noon. During the entire 1.8 mile walk on gravel Downes Road, I saw one Amazon Prime van only, but no human beings. However, the birds could not be discouraged or fined for chirping their Easter Sunday songs.
At the St. Mary’s Plaza, I sat on the concrete bench to make note of my observations in my blue walking diary with this title, “Write your Story.”
Then, the phone got the best of me as the Easter wishes kept coming in. Walking by the center, I still noticed the yellow forsythias .
“Happy Easter,” our son Jake wished me. “I made the whips for the Easter Monday whipping. We couldn’t find any willows.”
“Did you color eggs for Easter?” I asked.
Oh, yes, the coloring of Easter eggs is just as big of a deal as braiding of the whips from the willow branches.
“What are you cooking?” I asked.
On a normal Easter Sunday, we would have a leg of lamb, red sauerkraut and dumplings and mom’s famous cake roll. We would fill the dining room by the sunroom with laughter and Easter joy.
“I am grilling ribs tonight,” Jake said.
And yes, mom announced their Easter meal on FaceTime in Big Rapids. My brother Vas was present.
“We had schnitzel from chicken tenderloin,” she said. “I grabbed that at Aldi’s.”
Vas suggested that Ludek should be working in our gardens during the quarantine.
Somewhere in between the above mentioned calls, daughter Doc Em called from Morzine in France.
“Mom, I am in the mountains, but the kids couldn’t come with me because of the lockdown,” she said. “I am fine because I am a doctor, we can go anywhere.”
Doc Em said she’s getting tired of the uncertainty.
“France could be on a lockdown until the end of May and the European Union could seal off the borders until September,” she said.
Speaking about having a different Easter, friend Sheryl from Iowa asked me about our Governor.
“What is going on with your governor? Can’t buy seeds or flags and can’t go to neighbor’s house?” Sheryl asked.
“We can do takeouts, auto service, buy food and medication, but that’s about it,” I responded.
Thank you medical workers, truckers and grocery workers for all your hard work.
Stay tuned for day by day coverage of the Coronavirus shutdown in Michigan including a special report about Easter Monday traditions in Czech & Slovak republics with excerpts.
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