Is that...?

Is that...?

I came home tonight and after Joe asked the typical, “How was your day?” I tried to move around the kitchen.  I was trying to wash my cups, look at mail, grab a glass of wine, and microwave dinner.   As typical, Joe was right were I needed to move every time.  

There was a card in the mail for me that Joe started to really look at before I could get it.   Hey who is this, do I know them, what is this...   are all what he asks.   They are friends from St.  Mary’s I tell him.   There was a long pause.   Followed by “Was that where I grew up”.  “ Nope, that was St Peter’s”.   He came to a total stop for awhile before “How was your day?”   

Twenty five years of our married life, our family life was spent at St.  Mary’s.   Each of our three children celebrated four Sacraments there.   St.  Mary’s was a major part of our family life.   To have him forget it, is a huge loss.    

Just another day

Just another day

A plate full of French fries

A plate full of French fries