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An instant knowing
Last Friday, Kevin and I attended the wake of
Dr. Martha (Marty) Muguira, a friend’s mother who had
a very rough battle with cancer.
The
evening and anticipation of it brought back a lot of memories for me as the
funeral home was the very one where I with my dad and uncles at the age of
eleven to give my nana one last kiss goodbye.
When I went in the room where we got to say our final goodbyes before
she was cremated, as per her wishes, I knew immediately that she wasn’t
there.
I was absolutely certain that her
spirit, her soul, what made her my favorite person in the world was no longer
in her body.
At the age of twenty-seven,
I went into the same funeral home with my mom to say one last goodbye to my dad
before he was cremated.
Again, upon
entering the room, I knew in an instant that he was no longer there.
Just the shell, his body was left, but that
he was no longer in it, that his spirit and soul still existed, though outside
of their earthly physical form.
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A Heavy Heart The anniversary of my father’s death
was August 10 and his funeral was August 15, the Feast of the Assumption, so of
course I would have been thinking about him anyway, but having reminders of the
few years before he died and the hours leading up to his last breath, were that
much more poignant and frequent over this past week. Kevin and I have both
wondered what are we here for in the grand scheme of things, and it’s scary and
depressing to think that my dad died at the age of 54, something none of us would
have predicted.
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A Strong Will to Live In thinking about my nana, my dad, my uncle Bob, Kevin's parents, and in
hearing and reading about our friend Chris’s mother,
Marty Muguira, I have seen and heard about people who
have faced tremendous suffering in body, mind, and spirit, and yet who have
fought hard to keep going.
I wonder
about the timing of things, why some people live a seemingly short time and
others live so much longer.
My
grandmother has survived and thrived though she had the same life-threatening
cancer that Chris’s mother died from.
She’s alive at 88, and still has a very strong will to live.
She’s a woman of faith and hopes to join
loved ones passed in heaven ultimately, but she hasn’t given up despite
unbelievable obstacles.
After being told
she only had a number of days to live, she later was kicked out of hospice,
because whenever the nurses went to visit her she was off playing cards or on a
field trip, watching a movie, or something, so they figured she was no longer
as sick as she had been.
She’s a
miracle, but seeing her lately, I know that her body and mind are winding down
even if her spirit is not giving up, and her will to live is as strong as ever.
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We’re in
the bulletin! A dear friend of mine who is
a professional actress and director as well as an aspiring Carmelite nun has
written and will be performing a truly moving original play at St. Benedict's in the church Sanctuary at
3:00pm this Sunday and at 7:00pm on Monday called Teresita. She wrote and
is performing this play in order to raise the funds to pay off her debt from
getting her Masters in Divinity, so she can enter Carmelite Sisters by the Sea
in Carmel, California, a cloistered community who has already accepted her as a
postulant. No reservations or tickets are needed.
Admission is free and open to all. A love offering will be taken up.
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What did you just say?! A
snippet of recent conversation with our friend Michele Morris over some really
yummy ice cream. The actress unplugged.
Kevin:
Do you have his e-mail? I know it’s Celtic dodge something…
Michele: Bump-baaah-nananah!
Manah-manah! (Muppet style)
Trisha: Tom Jones (I add trying to jog Michele’s memory and
bring her out of Muppetland)
Michele: Manah-manah…what?…huh?…I heard Celtic dodge…but you
were just rambling.
Kevin: So I was the one rambling?
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Congratulations and celebrations are in order! My
best friend from high school Holly Moskowitz passed her boards this week, so
now it’s official. She’s a nurse
practitioner. I knew you could do it and
that your hard work and dedication would pay-off. Congratulations, my dear!
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Saying Seeyasoon to
our favorite brother in Christ. It’s hard to believe that now is the time
for our dearly beloved brother John to leave for seminary. He’ll be moving in to St. Mary’s Seminary in
Baltimore to begin classes next week. We’ll
miss him lots, but we’re confident that this is how he’s being called to
glorify the Lord and bring others closer to Him.