“Write about what a wonderful family we were. Write about our love, our joy and our happiness.” Staring into her beautiful brown eyes, I vowed to obey Mom’s final wish before she took her last breath and returned home to God. The following blogs share stories of our family during all seasons in life.
“Mom patiently chose her side-gifts throughout the preceding year, waiting in joyful hope for her family to come together again.”
“It is the people in this life who fulfill us and make our existence meaningful.”
“Drawing on her deep Catholic faith, she sought to give her whole self to her family so they could know the love of God by her very example.”
“Looking back at my gang and my mom’s gang I realized that I am blessed with powerful friends in heaven.”
“I love her for “meeting me where I was as a twelve year old.” She tried to help me understand the hugeness of those three horrific hours on the cross – but she didn’t condemn me for not fully getting it. She loved me just the same, took me by the hand and prayed with me and my siblings.”
“We rise up in life when we love deeply and act with humility but there is no greatness without pain,” he said in response to one of my questions.
“So perhaps a bit of snow is not so bad every now and then. It slows us down and allows us a moment to listen to the deepest part of our soul- the place where only God lives.