It is Good Friday.  It is the day of remembrance, of the day Jesus was beaten, tortured and hung on the cross, all while his mother looked on, following him, drenched in her own agony, even as His blood spilled onto the ground all around her.  Two years ago today my own child’s suffering came to an end as I watched death come to him.  On this day, and for all time, I unite my pain to that immeasurable pain of my dearest Mother Mary.  Our Lady of Sorrows, you who fully understand the heart of a grieving mother, please pray for each and every broken mommy.

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