When Praying for the Souls Gets Real
My cousin died, very unexpectedly,
last week. She made her husband's lunch. She called her children, then she went to bed and sleep. The next morning, her husband was not able to wake her. She was pronounced dead in spite of heroic efforts of her husband to revive her.
I received a text at morning Mass regarding her death. The text came in the middle of Mass, so I shut my phone off without looking at the text. It wasn't until later that I read the message.
The name on the text was not familiar to me, but it came off of Facebook. I checked the sender's page to discover that the sender was my second cousin who had been requested by Facebook to use his actual name, instead of the nickname he had chosen. (No judgment, just frustration.)
I was sitting at breakfast when I realized that it was my 58 year old first cousin who had died in her sleep.
Read more at:: His Unending Love
last week. She made her husband's lunch. She called her children, then she went to bed and sleep. The next morning, her husband was not able to wake her. She was pronounced dead in spite of heroic efforts of her husband to revive her.
I received a text at morning Mass regarding her death. The text came in the middle of Mass, so I shut my phone off without looking at the text. It wasn't until later that I read the message.
The name on the text was not familiar to me, but it came off of Facebook. I checked the sender's page to discover that the sender was my second cousin who had been requested by Facebook to use his actual name, instead of the nickname he had chosen. (No judgment, just frustration.)
I was sitting at breakfast when I realized that it was my 58 year old first cousin who had died in her sleep.
Read more at:: His Unending Love
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