but I dread this coming Sunday, and for a reason I haven't blogged about... haven't wanted to blog about... haven't been
able to blog about.
On Easter Sunday, at about 2:00 PM, Kathryn and Paul knocked on my door and said they had to talk to me. I opened the door and Kathryn told me that Mom had passed away.
One thing I thank God for is that Mom didn't linger the way Baba did. I remember watching Baba suffer for almost a year... and watching Mom watching her mother suffer.
This will be the first Mother's Day that I won't see Mom, or at least talk to her on the phone.
Every Rosary I pray now includes a petition for the repose of Mom's soul.
One thing I thank God for is that Mom didn't linger the way Baba did. I remember watching Baba suffer for almost a year... and watching Mom watching her mother suffer.
This will be the first Mother's Day that I won't see Mom, or at least talk to her on the phone.
Every Rosary I pray now includes a petition for the repose of Mom's soul.
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