Saturday, September 27, 2014
I always loved the special times at Mass with Aggie. I would put my arm around her during the readings - I just remembered once I was distracted, thinking of something else, and she scooted over closer to me and kind of nudged my arm, hinting - it was sweet, I loved holding her, would sometimes be moved with such love for her, that I would bend over and kiss her head. Beloved Aggie. And she was always so positive, I loved that too: "There is no sense in complaining, and people don't want to hear it anyway, so just appreciate what you have, I say!".
