I was raised in a family that always went to Church. We marked time from Sunday to Sunday. We had Sunday clothes and Sunday shoes that we wore the whole day, not just to go to Church. Now, not being able to go to Church has been an adjustment.
My sister, Evelyn, is the “keeper of traditions” in our family. She’s the one who hosts for holidays, remembers birthdays, calls our elderly aunt and uncle, and goes the extra mile to serve. She always makes a “Sunday dinner” and while her kids were home, there was always a special dessert.
Evelyn sews beautifully and has made a new “Easter dress” nearly every year. This year, she sewed face masks instead.
This past Sunday, I smiled when Evelyn announced her “Sunday” clothes outfit–a shirt with buttons.
Little things to make life seem normal.