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Twice I have been reduced to tears. A few years ago when my child (17 at the time) mentioned the posibility of religious life. I cried about week every time I was alone. That same child is in college now and I sense this question is still weighing heavy.
Today in church a woman I know sat up front. Her daughter left for religious life as a cloistered nun recently. The mother sat there so bravely…alone. Watching her and knowing how much she loved her child I just crumbled with a mix of love, compassion and sadness inside. The tears just started flowing out of my eyes.
My question is “What does a parent of a religious give up? How do you cope? Is it as difficult as I am imagining it to be?”
Today in church a woman I know sat up front. Her daughter left for religious life as a cloistered nun recently. The mother sat there so bravely…alone. Watching her and knowing how much she loved her child I just crumbled with a mix of love, compassion and sadness inside. The tears just started flowing out of my eyes.
My question is “What does a parent of a religious give up? How do you cope? Is it as difficult as I am imagining it to be?”