Not only is Easter the highest point of the Christian year in the celebration of our Savior's birth, but it has always been remembered as a day to spend with family as well. I have so many memories of riding horses and falling off, playing volleyball, or trying to be the lucky kid to find the golden egg my grandmother would meticulously hide during the egg hunt. My memories are filled with days like these and that is the benefit of having a large family and living near them all. They become your support group, your best friends, your children's best friends, your critiques and your advisers. Relationships forged with them are like no other. We look forward to the day when we can form these memories with our family in Vermont as well. It is hard not being near them now, but we know it is just a season of our lives.