This morning I went to a funeral at St. Anne's Church here in Gilbert. It was a very sad occasion as the funeral was for the husband of a wonderful lady who really helped me with my campaign and who has become a friend.
As I was standing waiting to go into the church, the line was by the office. It triggered a memory of Teresa. It is amazing how memories are triggered all of a sudden. It put a bit of a smile on my face at a very sad event.
The summer of 2016, Teresa really wanted to go to confession. I couldn't even imagine why she, of anyone I know, would need to confess something. But that was her life.
Our cousin, Maggie, made arrangements for her to go to confession one afternoon at St. Anne's. So I took her. Since it was not the regular time, I gave the priest a donation. I so wanted to listen in to see what on earth Teresa could have confessed. No such luck. Just paid the money and took her home.
Later, I found out from Maggie that Teresa told her she was worried because in May she had missed mass because she had diarrhea, the wonderful priest told her that WAS NOT a sin. As I said, she never said a word to me about it.
I MISS HER!!!
Our cousin, Maggie, made arrangements for her to go to confession one afternoon at St. Anne's. So I took her. Since it was not the regular time, I gave the priest a donation. I so wanted to listen in to see what on earth Teresa could have confessed. No such luck. Just paid the money and took her home.
Later, I found out from Maggie that Teresa told her she was worried because in May she had missed mass because she had diarrhea, the wonderful priest told her that WAS NOT a sin. As I said, she never said a word to me about it.
I MISS HER!!!
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