Goodbye, Father Hugh!

I know it’s been a while since I posted, and I promise, I was getting ready to do just that when I got walloped again.  Fr. Hugh, our beloved priest who joins us every Sunday for Mass passed away.

I know he was older.  I know.  And I get that he wasn’t in the greatest of health, but really?  Another confessor? Another friend?  Another priest?  Sheesh!

I’m reeling.  My brain is spinning round and round.  When will it end?  The reality is that it won’t, until I rest with my heavenly Father.  People will fulfill their journeys.  I will fulfill mine.  It’s sad, but that’s just how life is.  Babies are born.  Older people cross over.  Life.

So that is what I’ve been bearing this week.  It’s sad.  I wasn’t prepared.  But then, when are any of us ready?

On the upside, Father Hugh, Monsignor Schwartz, our lovely shelter guest, our former shelter worker, and all the others will get to spend Easter with Jesus this year.  Lucky them!

Other than that, we are chugging along.  Child #3 is getting ready for graduation.  Child #4 has finished her middle term of school ahead of time!  Yay!  Child #2 had her evaluation and we are waiting for the results to be sent to the company that will help her figure out what she needs to do next.  I got a raise at work (woohoo!) and spring is on its way!

Happy spring everyone!  Hope you are doing well.