Mother Mary, at St. Monica’s, was really where the story of Mike and I began, happening at the same time as my Mom’s illness.
Last night we visited Our Lady, in remembrance of Mom.
A mingling of joy with tears, gratitude, love, petition, thanksgiving…just laying it all out before Our Mama.
We celebrated your birth into this world two days ago. Today, we celebrate your rebirth into another.
It’s been two years without you, physically; but I’m grateful for the 30-something I had with you.
We love you, miss you, and are all better for having known and been loved by you.