What a stunningly lovely thing to say, sweetie.

An upcoming challenge (theirs, not mine), is-- where the heck is her family going to worship? In the parish they've been a big part of for many years, most likely, that raised Leslie into her vocation and where they raised their kids. How.....? How.... is that going to be....? Leslie was priest there. Her kids served as acolytes, at the altar, with their mom. How.....? I just can't wrap my head around it. How her family and her parish family will move forward, how they will savor the memories without being embroiled in endless mutual condolences-- how can they not, and how could anyone, I ask myself. Ah well, it's not mine to feel or decide, but NOW is the part where I feel helpless. I think "How....?" is a prayer.... and from here-- during this time we "helpers" need to stand back to let them all do for themselves what they need to do next-- really, all I can do is pray for their peace, and that they may all be surrounded by a love greater, wiser, more wondrous than their own.

Oh, and cards. This is why people send cards. Must get cards.

~Susan