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ravena_kadeI went to the Mass. I have know this woman for over 40 years.
I went with my friend who owns the ceramic shop. She also works for a church and plays misc and sings at funerals.
The good news. I sat with my friend and finally heard her sing. A lovely soprano. I am an alto...when I sang and church. I tried to sing... but I was sad and could not.
The service was emotional for me. Still angry about Ma... it blew any piece of that faith away. (I am gathering wisdom to become a crone now).
This church was where I made First Confession, First Communion, and Confirmations... I remember my Mother getting snippy with a priest who tried to shush her at my Confirmation. My Mom was not a woman to ever be shushed...even if just feet away from a Bishop. It was funny...but not for me at the time.
Today's priest was odd. Not the happy lovable priest that headed up the craft show I did in November. I thought it was just me, but my friend also said it... an arrogant short round Irish priest. His messages bothered me. At one point I smelled burning...laughed that it was me... but then I remembered full Catholic services include the burning of incense.
What really bothered me is a section of his message... he was trying to get across that my friend was on the other side now...but said "and if you and Jean disagreed she can't forgive you now or ever" That hurt. Ma was mad at me the last time she was awake...for not letting her stay at home...
He also had to get in there that the soul is created at the instant of conception... ummm...why? Perhaps he knew that many of Jean's friends were not of the same faith? This was not a message about Jean.
Glad my My mother is free and not in the ground or a coffin. I think now that I should have kept some of her ashes to spread in my own way instead of letting my Dad do it... it felt like we threw her away. Oh well... I can't take it back. I can only visit the beach and wonder if I have some of her in the jar of sand I have for a prosperity spell. (BTW the jar seems to be working in odd little ways..I may be become a sea witch yet).
I went with my friend who owns the ceramic shop. She also works for a church and plays misc and sings at funerals.
The good news. I sat with my friend and finally heard her sing. A lovely soprano. I am an alto...when I sang and church. I tried to sing... but I was sad and could not.
The service was emotional for me. Still angry about Ma... it blew any piece of that faith away. (I am gathering wisdom to become a crone now).
This church was where I made First Confession, First Communion, and Confirmations... I remember my Mother getting snippy with a priest who tried to shush her at my Confirmation. My Mom was not a woman to ever be shushed...even if just feet away from a Bishop. It was funny...but not for me at the time.
Today's priest was odd. Not the happy lovable priest that headed up the craft show I did in November. I thought it was just me, but my friend also said it... an arrogant short round Irish priest. His messages bothered me. At one point I smelled burning...laughed that it was me... but then I remembered full Catholic services include the burning of incense.
What really bothered me is a section of his message... he was trying to get across that my friend was on the other side now...but said "and if you and Jean disagreed she can't forgive you now or ever" That hurt. Ma was mad at me the last time she was awake...for not letting her stay at home...
He also had to get in there that the soul is created at the instant of conception... ummm...why? Perhaps he knew that many of Jean's friends were not of the same faith? This was not a message about Jean.
Glad my My mother is free and not in the ground or a coffin. I think now that I should have kept some of her ashes to spread in my own way instead of letting my Dad do it... it felt like we threw her away. Oh well... I can't take it back. I can only visit the beach and wonder if I have some of her in the jar of sand I have for a prosperity spell. (BTW the jar seems to be working in odd little ways..I may be become a sea witch yet).
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