Dear beloved son Darian,
Happy New Year! I hope the start of this year is a good one. I believe you are in your last year of high school and I remember that my last year of high school was filled with many to do list’s as well as lists filled with the possibility of future endeavors and dreams.
I just came back from a dream of a trip to Montreal, Canada. For many years now I have dreamed of going to a place called Saint Joseph’s Oratory of Mount Royal.
When we lived in our house in Ventura, we had the gift of being neighbors to Saint Catherine’s – By The Sea. A convent where the nuns came from all over the world to retire, and eventually pass away. One day, as we were picking apricots off our tree in the back yard we met two of the sisters, Gloria and Betty. They asked if they could have some of the fruit that was literally growing over the fence on their property. Quiet happily we gave them bags of the delicious apricots. That tree produced such an abundance of apricots that year that we were able to fed the neighborhood, as well as the sisters in the convent!
From that meeting on, every morning at 5:30 am, Sister Gloria and Sister Betty along with the others, would pray for us in the chapel that we could see from our bedrooms. I visited Sister Gloria one day and she gave me a book about a man named Brother Andre. He was a slight man that had lived through many hardships and heartbreaks in his life. The book she gave me about Brother Andre and Mount Royal became a road map, inspiration and finally a destination for me this past holiday. Over the past seven years of my separation with you, I have derived some extraordinary messages and experiences from God. I have derived a kind of strength from reading Brother Andre’s story over and over again.
My visit to Saint Joseph’s Oratory of Mount Royal was a DREAM come true. I could have never put the circumstances together that got me there this past Christmas. One day, I’d love to fill you in on the details of this story, and I have a feeling you’ll have that look of knowing in your eyes that tells me that you know how it all happened too.
I lit a candle in Oratory in your honor as I always do when I visit churches. When I lit the candle, its flame was so strong and bright…reminded me of you.
Love you now and always,
For the followers of Never Give Up Mom: I want to offer words of encouragement as well as ideas that help shift the circumstances in your lives. In honor of those you love, light a candle and say a prayer of reconciliation with the belief that you don’t have to know how to change your current condition of separation, just that one day you will be in the presence of those you love.