As I stare out of the window, in the darkness of the evening sky, a star captures my attention. It fascinates me as it appears, then disappears, then re-appears again a little lower in the sky. My eyes couldn’t help but follow its movement. This fascination lasts for quite some time and breaks the constant thoughts that want to occupy space in my head. The thoughts win and I’m overcome with the sense of loss that seems to have become the theme song in my life. Permanent loss of those who have passed, loss of a household filled with the chatter of children, loss of family life as we once knew it, and in some sense, a loss of purpose. I know there is much to be thankful for, but in this darkness, I seem to be stuck. Read more of this post at Catholic Sistas, where I’m writing this week.
Sowing Sunday living in a weekday world.
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