Ash Wednesday. The Beginning of Lent. In an hour I will
Be at Mass.

My neighbor across the street passed away over the weekend. I loved her. She was 92. I’m grateful she’s not gasping for air anymore. She was a beautiful person in every way. I will miss her. Seeing her outside. Walking over and talking to her. She push mowed her yard until she was 90! That woman had grit. Lots of it.
Yes I will miss her at mass every week also.

Grateful my surgery is over although th healing is SLOW and hurts.
I’ll get there.

Reading your posts every day.
Your ups and downs. It’s life. And means a lot to me.