by Agnieszka Wolsoncroft #święconka #Easter #traditions Good Friday evening. The house is quiet. Not the natural quiet of a sleeping child or an empty room. This is different. Deliberate. Sacred. Jesus has just died on the cross. In Poland, when I was young, Good Friday evening meant silence for those who truly believed it. Not everyone kept it – most people didn't. But for those of us who felt we'd lost a friend, who understood what this day meant, the silence was ev