Of all the articles of faith of the Catholic Church, the Communion of Saints is one of my favorite. Forgiveness of sins rates pretty high, too, but since we are in this season of remembering I’ll spend a moment on those who’ve gone before us.
My mother had a deep ache in her life . Her father died when she was eleven. Quite suddenly. Her mother, my grandmother, never recovered. She spent years ‘crying into the potatoes’ as my mother put it.
Her father’s death was the pall that hung over her life. When she married my father, a wounded war vet, she was sure she would be widowed any minute now. She instructed us not to upset him because he was likely to have a heart attack and die. He’s now 91.
