Trinity Sunday

Even though Daniel went to Heaven on May 30th according to the calendar, it was also Trinity Sunday that year. So we choose to celebrate our son's birth into Heaven on Trinity Sunday, which is a Holy day honoring the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit. It will mark three years of his passing.

Tomorrow's 8:30 a.m. Mass at St. Vincent's will be dedicated to Daniel, and if we arrive in plenty of time (fingers crossed), we will arrange to carry up the gifts to the altar.

Today was was the day in which Kathy (Jimmy's sister) flew in to meet Daniel for the first time. She had detected the urgency in Jimmy's voice that week, and decided to come down from Michigan. Kathy was able to hold Daniel's hand, kiss his face, and talk to him in person. What a blessing before he left us in the wee hours of the morning.

Interesting that Kathy is here with us today. She and Kelsey flew in for Murphy's graduation ceremony and party (you know Murphy...he's in the book:), so as timing would have it, we are reunited, again, to remember Daniel and our last days with him.

It occurred to me that, during the last three years, (while I certainly wouldn't judge someone for doing what they need to do as they muddle through the grieving process), I am so thankful that Jesus has been my anti-depressant, and faith has been my painkiller.

I don't know how we would have carried on without His love and His divine embrace. We are blessed to be in a spiritually good place.

Remembering you this weekend and always, Daniel James Weifeng Murphy. I promise to keep spreading your precious life through this world.  Beauty from ashes.