Birth, death and re-birth

It's been a weekend chock full of holidays.

This past Thursday was the Prophet Muhammad's birthday. We had the day off work, mostly lazed around. Lots of people go picnicking, but we stayed at home, avoiding crowds.

The next day was Good Friday, when we remember Jesus' death by crucifixion.

Then on Saturday we celebrated Easter, a day early, because our church meets on Saturdays. It was strange to be celebrating on Saturday, but no great matter: He is risen indeed!

This morning we had brunch with Nadia, Samuel and Elsa (our floor mates) in honor of Easter Day. Tonight we called my sister Lauren to wish her a happy birthday!