Grey wet rainy day.
Almost going to Brampton, Almost going home to
Writing rough draft of my proposal.
Feel like the steam has been exhausted out of me.
Lord help us all!
Have had all my candles lit all day.
Felt the day needed it.
Dreamt last night that a parishoner
whose 5 year anniversary of her repose
came back to life
we were all in a big house
and there she was,
peaceful, talking to everyone
We never do get over missing people.
I am just glad in this case that she died
a Christian and when we had her 5 year panakhyda
this past Sunday
and the memorial meal afterwards
it felt so much like no time had passed at all;
like I was back at the first meal for her;
even I dare say like somehow she was really present with us;
I was not the only one that felt this.
May God remember her in His Kingdom
and may we have the mercy to join her one day.
Continuing to pray for Noah.