Rich’s birthday is coming up. I will be going to visit him at the cemetery. I also have a Mass intention scheduled for the early morning Mass.
I was pondering our lives together and focusing a lot on our spiritual journey. I thought about his funeral and about the memorial Mass our former parish also had for him, which just blew me away. A Friday afternoon, 3 pm, and about 90 or so people attended it. I couldn’t believe it.
We had been gone from that parish for about 4 or 5 years. But we were founding members. Rich became a deacon while there. I became parish secretary and spiritual director.
So many memories.
My stepchildren attended that memorial mass and they later told me about a woman who told them about their father and all he had done for her. He had helped teach RCIA and she attended those sessions and became Catholic. During that time, she had so many questions about faith and Catholicism and would often call him to discuss all her questions and concerns. And he was always patient and glad to help her.
It made me think of Mary Magdalene. After seeing the risen Jesus, she started telling everyone about all the things He had done for her.
I don’t think that I am feeling that kind of joy just yet. But I do have a sense of gratitude. Gratitude for all the years I had with my husband.
I am blessed.
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