Many Christians and non-Christians are anticipating the coming of Easter week to celebrate the death, burial, and resurrection of Jesus Christ. I can’t help but to reflect on my growing up and what Easter Sunday meant to our family; new church clothes, attending church, Easter egg hunt, Easter dinner and great fellowship. As I think about that rich family tradition, I am equally saddened as I think about my grandmother’s aging process. Therefore, I decided to demonstrate my reflection on Easter by borrowing excerpts from my book, Ma, Ma, Um Sweatin.