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I was feeling very nostalgic on Saturday, and a little sad that Zach couldn't join us for Easter weekend. We had seen him on Tuesday at his concert and delivered an Easter basket filled with fresh fruits and veggies and other goodies...all the stuff that a poor, vegetarian college student can't afford. Still, I was hoping that he would change his mind and come home.
I sent him a little text with a little bribe.
And went on with my day, knowing that he probably couldn't get away.
Imagine my surprise when the doorbell rang on Saturday night at 8:30.
"Are you expecting someone?" I called out to my husband.
I rounded the corner, not sure who I would see.
It was my boy!
"Zach's home!" I reached up to give him a great big hug.
His sisters rushed him, jumping all over him. I was in heaven! All 3 kids were home for Easter.
My house was full. My heart was full. All was good.