Sometimes the best blessing is just being present


My mom kept a plastic bottle of holy water by the front door of our home and another on the bureau in my parents’ bedroom. Every day she would use the water to mark a cross on our foreheads before going to Sunday Mass, school, play, and work. At night, before kissing us good night, she would again bless us. When other kids would come over, no matter what their religion, they too would be blessed. Occasionally she would sprinkle the water on the floor and pray that it would…

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