Easter that year was a quiet one, but sometimes those are the most precious. Chris, the kids, and I met Caroline at church for the morning service. She had such joy in her heart, watching the children outside as they laughed and played during the Easter festivities. Later, she and Doug came over to the house, and together we dyed eggs and shared a comforting dinner. Oma, Opa, Rachel, and Jeff were there too, filling the home with love and laughter.

It was Millie’s first Easter — a day wrapped in family, faith, and simple happiness. Looking back now, it’s one of those gentle memories that reminds us how Caroline’s presence made every ordinary moment feel special.