|A party I didn't miss. Don't worry, she didn't drink all that herself|
Her church sets off Fireworks, and has big parties for Easter. They celebrate the resurrection in style, yo. It's all about rejoicing.
It doesn't really surprise me that Grandma passed the day after Christmas, after all, she was never a fan. But every Easter is that much more poignant now. She isn't around to tell me about the hootenany that she's planning for the evening celebration. She isn't around to sigh when I tell her that I didn't have time to make it to Maundy Thursday service.