Dear John,


I know I've said this before, but I'm so sorry you are missing the cats. Cats always loved you, probably because you didn't like them and so you gave them plenty of space. And, of course, you're just so completely loveable. You'd enjoy watching Jethro with his kitties, too. He's a good big brother.
I'm going to head off to bed early tonight. Tomorrow I'll be at church at 9:00 for the liturgy, then go to work. I won't be at church tomorrow night. It's the Passion Gospels, and will last at least five hours. And I have to work again Friday and be at church again Friday night - and Saturday morning, and Saturday night at 10:30, and Sunday at noon. I wish I could do the whole week without missing anything, but I know that I can't. So I'll miss Thursday night.
And that reminds me of a question I've been wanting to ask you: Do you have Holy Week in Heaven? You live the resurrection all the time - do you commemorate the crucifixion in some way? If you can, come and tell me all about it. If you can, just come. I miss you so much. You can tell me about anything at all. And you can meet Jethro's kittens.
Adore you,
Joan.
PS - I was supposed to tell you last night and forgot - Barbara says hello. She wanted me to tell you that, when she moved into her house, she hung icons of St. Anthony the Great, St. George the Trophy-Bearer, and St. John of San Francisco together. Only Father Anthony had died then, but now you and Father George have joined him. She venerates all three of your icons every day, and wanted to be sure you knew that. She loves and misses you, as does the rest of the planet. Love you!
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