No Choice...

There is no choice.  We don't get to choose the gifts we are given any more than we get to choose our sufferings.  If it were different, we'd certainly choose the former and not the latter. Unwittingly, we would end up sacrificing those things that change us, humble us, make us human.  Forty years ago we were blessed with both sides of this coin.

This month Ron and I will embark on a long-awaited journey to New York to bring our Amy home to rest in Tucson.  Oh, how we have waited for this opportunity!  We have chosen to make this trip a very private one without the celebration of family visits or gathering with friends.  Our choice is to make this about our baby girl.

As young parents of two lively little girls, there never seemed to be enough time or money to make this a reality.  Always present in our hearts, the sense of an "incomplete" family plagued us.  

Now, the time is here...we're going...and Amy is returning to her family.  

A great "thank you" to O'Shea funeral home on Long Island, Holy Hope Cemetery in Tucson, our dear pastor ~ Father Patrick Crino at Sts. Peter & Paul Catholic Church, daughters Amanda and Melissa, and our dear family and friends for all their support, love, and prayers. 

Please continue to keep us in your prayers as we go forth...

"For thus said the Lord God, the Holy One of Israel: In returning and rest you shall be saved; in quietness and in trust shall be your strength."

Isaiah 30:15a