Two Years Ago

I love Pope Francis, I really do.
But how I miss Papa Benedict...
Two years ago I sat in a chair I'd slept the night in, watching the television at hospice.
Not quite crying, wondering and waiting, as the Rose faded and the Pope boarded the helicopter.

This is always going to be an awful time of year for me,  a second November.
Pray for the Holy Suffering Souls, to the Holy Triumphant Saints, with the Holy Militant ones...

Pray for me, as I will for thee, that we may merrily meet in heaven.