Sunday, July 3, 2016

God Bless America

 A week ago was the third anniversary of mom’s passing.  I sat near the flowers I planted (all in purple, her favorite color) and recalled her love.  It was a sunny day.
Tomorrow is the tenth anniversary of sis’ passing.  I speak to her, I think, now more than ever.
Thoughts come to me of Fourth of July weekends passed:  the years where I traveled with parish families to cook and sing for lonely seniors at an assisted living facility, and how they loved to sing along.  I wonder if anyone this weekend will be singing God Bless America?  I wonder how many of our children never even heart those words sung.
There is much to remember, things past which cannot be changed, only fondly remembered and lest we forget: nor can we change most things of today!  It was for great reason that He said:  Trust in Me.
Time like an ever flowing stream …
And so this day, this beautiful day, I think I shall put out a blanket in a park, near a river I think, perhaps buy some chicken, and take along a good book.  Maybe I’ll bring along some CD’s and play some patriotic music and songs.
And I’ll feed the ducks, as I pray for our country.
The past is past, and there is no need to worry about the present.  There are too many ducks and other animals --- and people --- needing our love this day.
And God.


  1. My thoughts are with you Tom. I'll say a prayer for you.

    I too am feeling the loss of my parents in these days. Yesterday was the 17th anniversary of my mom's devastating stroke after a heart operation. She was 82 years old when it happened. She lived 15 years in that condition, a brother and myself providing 24/7 care.

    I spent the morning at First Saturday devotions that our parish has (EF Mass, Benediction, Rosary in front of the Blessed Sacrament). So many memories flooding my mind about those days when she had the stroke - how afraid I was that she would die. How I prayed to Our Lady to intercede! With all my heart.

    My dad passed away on Aug. 2 eight years ago.

    These are bittersweet days with smiles mingled with tears. I sense they are the same for you.

    Love the flowers you planted in memory of your mom. Very beautiful.

    You're in my prayers. ~ Fran

  2. P.S.
    Tom, just got word a niece of mine just gave birth (this evening, July 3) to a little girl, Sophia Elizabeth. She would have been my parents' second great-great-grandchild.

    The circle of life. One life passes to eternity, one comes into the world. God is good.

    ~ Fran

  3. And in another couple of weeks will be my dad's tenth anniversary of passing also. As you say, Fran, bittersweet days.