It is a glorious Saturday, much like the one two weeks ago when Phoebe died. How can exquisite beauty and extraordinary pain coexist? In our salvation story! There is always the promise of hope.
Each day brings something new in any number of ways. We get to "begin again!" in each moment, each day. I'll begin today with the smiles of my children (thank you God!) and Mass for Phoebe. The day will unfold from there and I'll see how I get to spend my day with Phoebe.
One thing that sears through me now is that my mothering of her has not ended ...it has only changed. I can talk to her and love her, most especially I can pray for her. All day, my sweet girl, all day! And she can join me in prayer for her siblings ... How can joy not be found there?
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