Funeral Memories

Today is the Wednesday of Holy Week.  At this time last year, we were all gathering at St. Patrick of Heatherdowns Church for Haylee's funeral Mass.  During the Mass, we signed Haylee's name into the Book of Remembrance.  The Mass was followed by a luncheon and then everyone went home.  Because it was Holy Week, we could not  have burial services.  We had to wait until Saturday.

I miss you Haylee.

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