My dear friend Peggy Bass is with the Lord now, but I still miss her. She’s been gone from this earth two years and each spring when my Bird’s Nest violets begin to appear I’m reminded of her bright and infectious smile and laughter. “How’s my friend?” She would always ask whenever she heard my voice. These days, I try not to think about how much I miss her presence, her wisdom, and her unconditional love and acceptance. Her friendship was a solace to my heart for so many years. This Sunday is resurrection Sunday, and I know that if she were here with us, she would be smiling and singing songs of praise and adoration to the Lord. But she’s not. . . . Instead, she’s in heaven with Him singing glorious Alleluias to the One who is and always will be—our faithful Lord and Savior Jesus Christ!