getting ready for easter

April 3, 2010 |  Category:   craft family holidays life

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Last year we tried to get a little fancy with our easter eggs by trying pysanky (the Ukrainian art of decorating eggs). We didn’t have the right kind of wax so it didn’t work, but the dyes were so vibrant. This year we went simple and just bought the tablet kind of dye you can buy at the grocery store.

The girls and I dyed eggs while Mark and his sister visited a few nursing homes in the area. We are all staying at Mark’s uncle’s house. I’m not quite sure why, but the girls were really subdued and quiet during egg-dyeing.

The daunting task of taking care of a sick parent and trying to work with the system is overwhelming, confusing and wrought with anxiety. I know that all this is inevitable, but you never think that it might happen this soon. Relatively speaking, our parents are not old. They age before your eyes, but somehow they never seem old – that is, until they fall ill. Or maybe you catch a glimpse of a photograph that makes you stop and look more closely. And then it surprises you because yes, you can see the evidence of age that you usually don’t notice. Because most of the time, they are just mom and dad.

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  • irene April 3, 2010 at 1:44 am

    i think they are really awsome 🙂

  • ar. April 3, 2010 at 2:25 am

    “Pisanki” is also Polish eggs decorating;) Happy Easter!

  • Golubka April 3, 2010 at 8:04 am

    Beautiful eggs. Stay strong 🙂

  • Dinah April 3, 2010 at 12:03 pm

    Know the feeling of complete overwhelm… we went through it with our dad last year, but we have him home now, thank God. Hugs to Mark and his sis.

    Hope you all have a peaceful, happy Easter. Will be pretty quiet here, as the youngest cousins aren’t so young anymore.

  • Renita April 4, 2010 at 1:01 am

    It can be a lonely journey growing older and with the demands of life it does make relationships and choices all the more precious. My heart aches when I see pictures of my parents when they where young and fresh. I feel so protective of them, even though my dad has past and my mother is still spitting ‘piss & vinegar’. I would make any deal with the devil for their safety here on this earth or anywhere else.

  • Amanda {Mocking Bird} April 5, 2010 at 2:08 pm

    Beautiful pictures.
    Getting old is so cruel and really very undignified- I think we find it hard to cope with because seeing them like that is almost disrespectful to the people they once were, even though they are the same person inside.

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