It will never be easy, no matter how beautiful the flowers are blooming or how wonderful the view from the cemetery is.

Within hours everything had changed for them. Not just the present, but most importantly the future.

Two friends are walking down a street. It’s something they used to do in a group of 13 or more. Just a week ago. Which seems like a life ago. Now, it’s only the 2 of them.

The very first Easter-morning was very quiet. Nothing indicated that this would be a turning point in history or even a glorious day. It did not feel like Easter.