Here's where we spent our last ten Easter Sunday masses:
2005: Our Lady Queen of Angels, Los Angeles, California
2006: Notre Dame, Paris, France
2007: St. John the Baptist, Kinsale, Ireland
2008: Catedral de San Juan, San Juan, Puerto Rico
2009: Mission San Diego, San Diego, California
2010: Local parish
2011: Sacred Heart Church, Galveston, Texas
2012: The Contemporary Hotel, Orlando, Florida
2013: Local parish
2014: On TV, at home
We started trying to make spring break our biggest family vacation of the year about 12 or 13 years ago. Two years ago, we sent our first kid off to college. This year, each of our children had a different week off. Plus, this year, not everyone is healthy.
Watching at home on TV is less fulfilling than going to Notre Dame in Paris, or the second oldest church in the New World, or even going in a hotel ballroom at a Disney World hotel. And turning off the TV and being at home, instead of the French Quarter, or Cork, or Fantasyland, or getting onto a cruise ship, is boring. Worse, it could be years before we can go back to everyone having the same week off, and with our oldest being old enough to get married and have children, it might never happen again. Kind of bums me out.