Today my mother and I made a trip out to the cemetery after her haircut. It was a beautiful day and we had not been able to get out there for Memorial Day. We were greeted by many large flags on poles at the entrance that weren’t there before. We drove around to the place where my dad’s grave was located and saw that every headstone was adorned by a small American flag. It was a sight to behold. We added some red, white, and blue flowers that I had bought for the holiday. My mom talked to my dad and we said some prayers. By the time we got home, my mom was exhausted. I should have known that was too much in one morning. At the same time, she was too wound up to sleep. I sat with her and put on a meditation to try to help her calm the anxiety. One that I found was based on scripture. We listened to that and prayed. Today the Catholic Church celebrates the Visitation. That is when Mary the Mother of Jesus ran “in haste” to help her much older cousin Elizabeth. As I prayed for calm and peace for my mom, I felt a connection to the Visitation story. Here I was with my mom, doing my best to help her. I know God hears me. I know He promises to care for widows and orphans. I trust that He is.

I Found God today in beautiful morning followed by connecting with the Visitation story.