Vacant

Is this empty home my life?

No wife?

No children?

No Baptisms?

No cuts and scrapes?

No tears to dry?

No laughs to know?

No old joys made new?

No First Communions?

No “I hate you’s”?

No dad jokes?

No one to console and comfort?

No one to provide for? To protect?

No Confirmations?

No Weddings?

No Vocations?

No grandchildren? Baptisms? First Communions? Confirmations? Weddings? Vocations?

No movies and pizzas on Friday nights?

No prayers together?  No rosaries?

No weathered hand to hold in mine?

No one in whose lined face to read my life?

Will my home forever be filled with this emptiness?

Mary and Joseph, fill it with the joys and sorrows of yours in Nazareth.

Mother dear, fill our home with your Son.

Crush the serpent.

Ave, Ave! Ora; ora pro nobis.

Let me share the light you bore into time. See my family filled with grace, that I may nourish the flame kindled in their hearts.

Pray for us, that we may be made worthy.

Regina.  Mater.  Maria.  Totus tuus.