Thursday, December 25, 2008

It was, all things considered, a good Christmas.

I mean, yeah, it's been five months and I almost started to cry going to Communion today when I saw that his pew was empty (not a new revelation- but still).

But I did get a NAME, a book about the 1981 Belfast hunger strikes, and some steak knives. Oh, and, you know, the Son of Man and possibility of eternal life. So, you know, it all evens out.

2 comments:

mickey said...

It was a good day:):):)

rockford said...

I agree with you - considering that it was the first Christmas without Grandpa and I was waiting for bioopsy results it should have been a worse day - I think that knowing Grandpa isn't having to worry helped alot - although I know what you mean about that horribly empty pew every time we go to church....I still see him sitting there at every Mass...it wasn't just the same pew every time - it was the exact same spot...