Today is a lovely day and the first day of Spring. And on this Friday evening in 1992 Mother slipped into the arms of her loving Savior. I have many friends who are celebrating the recent loss of loved ones. I empathize with you this day, and always as I feel the pain of not having Mom nearby. This year has been rather strange, as it matched up with the exact days of the week, so I have been recalling the whole last week of her life clearly. It always struck me so profoundly that my Sisters in Sacred Heart Monastery were celebrating the First Vespers for Benedict’s death, as family was with Mom.
Wednesday, Mass at SFC was offered for Mother and her Mother, whose Anniversary was also this week. The first reading was so powerful from Isaiah that day :
But Zion said, “The LORD has forsaken me;
my Lord has forgotten me.”
Can a mother forget her infant,
be without tenderness for the child of her womb?
Even should she forget,
I will never forget you.
Thank You Mother. I love you. Miss you.