Last night we entered the church early and sat up front. The community came later and sat behind us. The feeling to sit in a large church, silently with others is one that creates my heart to feel connected to something beyond.
Though last night as my family and I sat upfront, I did not know who or if anyone was behind us. It was that quiet, that peaceful, a silent night….
When the priest started to say the rosary the response from behind was incredible. Like a tidal wave of love pouring over us, flooding our hearts, washing us of our sorrow, holding us up…
The beauty of living in a small town and witnessing the lives of many interconnected.
Last night I felt joy! I felt the love my father and mother have planted with years of devotion to their faith, their family, friends and community.
Thank you also blogging community for your tremendous support…
I will read the eulogy today. I have gathered courage and a big splash of support from your holding me up these last few months.
I am doubly lucky and it feels so good.
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