Happy Easter

Happy Easter! I am actually able to post some Easter pictures a day early because in true form I have a lovely dysfunctional American family. I stick "American" in there because my husband who was born in India just rolls his eyes everytime some new trauma happens with my family. Don't get me wrong, I love them all, really I do. I am just at the point in my life where I'm looking for a little peace. Anyhow... we celebrated Easter last Sunday. It was when my sister, God bless her, had custody of her children. I just add a small bit here, because, it is blogging and I am supposed to share, right? (share the trauma) My sister has 3 children. She got pregnant at a very young age and kept the baby so her oldest child is 24 (and has 2 children of her own). My niece is going to be 14 next month and my nephew 11. My sister married the father of her first child and all 3 are true siblings. Sounds normal so far...For years I watched my sister be abused. Physically (lots of bruises) and mentally. I watched my oldest niece abused mentally by her father. The day her father hit her was the day my sister finally left him. He has attempted to torture her everyday since then. He spent lots of money on a fancy lawyer(my sister had court appointed) and long story short he has custody of the 2 children. I hate to be a "downer" but this is real life here, and I wanted to share a bit. My thought is that my sister will come out of this ok, she is still fighting, and trying to piece back together her life, and I love her so much for it, she did the right thing by leaving.

So, "Easter", it was a good get together. Are you still here? Did I scare you off? I know, heavy stuff. But here's the lighter. I made cake. I'm sitting here laughing as I read that. Leave it to me to think the mention of cake is enough to make you forget about the horrific story you just read. This is Happi-knits I'm reading right. What happen to the Happi part?!?

Yes friends I made cake~which my absolutely adorable grand-nephew loved. I also made stuffed cabbage. My grandmom's recipe, which I tweaked o so slightly to make a slight bit healthier.