Happy Easter!

I was brought up in two different faiths. Baptist and Assembly of God. I made my choice at 16 and got in a huge fight with the side of the family whose faith I did not choose. That is not the point. The point is that all of my families were proactive in trying to give me a faith.

Today will be my son's first time to go to church, and I'm aware of the fact that he'll be in a nursery. However, if I get back into the habit of going to church, eventually my son will be old enough to learn the things I learned that have buoyed me through every hard time and given me Someone to thank for every blessing.

Of course I hope Silas chooses to believe the things I believe, but I know from my own experience that all I can do is expose him and let him make his own choices.

The fairy tales I was told have never panned out for me. I am no one's princess. But the lessons I was taught in Sunday school and children's church in both of my faiths still hold firm in my heart.

Even at almost 28, I am a child of God, and He loves me even when I feel like no one else possibly could. That is the hope that I would like to instill in the perfect little boy who is getting a rough start in life.

Wherever you are and whatever you do or do not believe, I hope you have a wonderful Easter and have found your way to feel loved in the valleys and thankful in the peaks.

Happy Easter!