I neglected to mention that my oldest son made his first Holy Communion yesterday. I had such a lump in my throat that I couldn't talk about it.
My kids are getting older. I want another baby. And suddenly there's my oldest, kneeling down in a navy blazer and the hated necktie, ready to receive Our Lord.
Father's homily spoke to the notion that when sacraments are administered, time--or temporal reality--stands still.
It did. It really did.
Monday, April 12, 2010
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