Solidarity is a beautiful virtue and I am so luck to be able to have seen the beauty of it this weekend. Every Sunday after two of the masses in two different towns I have two different girls youth groups for teenage girls called “Magdalenas”. The first group is in a town called Sabana Cruz. One of the girls (Berna) pulled me aside to let me know that the grandfather of another girl (Jeli) has passed away and the wake was today. The girls decided together that instead of meeting like usual we would walk to the families house and spend time with them and pray with her. She cried as soon as we walked into the house and hugged everyone. The big group hug kind of hug. It was so great to just BE there with her and for her. Her grandma sobbed when she saw us all and my heart just fell apart in pain for her. It made me think a lot about my grandparents, particularly about my grandma on my dads side, Grandma Schaefer. Thoughts about her at my grandpas funeral came back and thoughts about her own passing flooded my head. It took everything in me not to cry all of Sunday. I am tearing up writing this so I am going to keep it short. But grandma, I know that you would be proud of me and that you are looking down on me from heaven. I love you and I miss you every day! Your strong faith in God and all of the prayers that you left behind are still in my Bible at home. One day I will get to see you again : ) so keep praying for me like you always did.
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