Spring and Easter are times of renewal. We think of baby bunnies and chicks, smells of fresh-cut grass and floral scents from blooming flowers. We celebrate the risen Christ with special church services, dinners with family and egg hunts for the children. However, this time of year has brought me a heavy heart over the past eight years.
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