As you know, I came to love you too late, as a convert. We knew you would make it to Heaven before me, but it will always make me sad. Yet joyful, too, for the privilege and divine honor of meeting you.
I prayed you would be called home on Divine Mercy Sunday, but your angel took you home on a First Saturday, too. God is wonderful is His mercy. Our Mother and St. Joseph waited as the world prayed. All is well for you now.
Father? Will you pray for me and my family and loved ones, now and at the hour of our death? There's that issue always in my soul. Please pray for me.
And now to another group of souls for me, and perfect peace for you.
Parts of my heart have broken and go with you, but I pray this will be redemptive grief.
Say hi to everyone for me?
Love, in Jesus, through Mary,