Endings
We all experience ‘endings’ on a daily basis. But, when an era ends, that’s historical!
Our town’s Catholic monastery had its’ final mass, yesterday. The lone monk was supported by an outpouring of community, which was never expected.
Bittersweet is the only word to describe this experience. The liturgy was ritualistic but the vibrancy of voices was uplifting.
The era has ended and will never again be duplicated. But, I would never have missed the warmth and love that flowed throughout the pews.
That, for sure, will never end…