Sometimes, you do not know how much your soul needs something until the ache you have carried for so long is suddenly no longer with you. Sometimes, the Lord refreshes you in ways unimaginable and leads you into a Promised Land of fulfillment for moments that leave you breathless. These moments defined my Easter weekend. I know words will not truly do justice to the beauty of the time my friends and I shared, but I wanted to try to capture at least a fraction of it. Two things stand out. First, the simple moments of God-sent perfection and second, the depth of love felt within my heart. Perfection came in belly laughter, in carrot soufflé, in grey clouded skies that drooped so low it felt as though you could touch a cloud if you reached high enough. Perfection arrived in a playful, clumsy-pawed puppy, in Gigi’s strawberry cake, in trees and tulips that announced springtime’s arrival in East Tennessee. I use the word perfect because I know that these things came from the ultima