Today we came together to honor and remember the one’s we lost this year at mass. A mass held at the Mola club where my father and many generations before him belong. The area is set up, the priest enters and the Italian language flows all around us. This year as I held Gio and Isa close to me I listened to the words spoken of death, understanding and life and I smiled knowing that during this sadness I was bringing life to this day. Giovanni and Isannah are our gifts. They are new life and hope and their presence there today made a world of difference. As I looked around the room I saw faces of life lived, moments treasured and hearts that were heavy but most importantly I saw  faith. A faith so strong that brought such a strength in that room. It’s amazing that a service so small and personal can create something so big and wondrous. The presence of children today in that room was what we all needed to see and hear during service.

Life is hard at times. We don’t understand the pain we have to suffer but we know that there is a purpose and reason. Remember there is always more to come and this is not the end. May your hope and faith carry you through each day and keep you in love.