Twenty Four

That’s how many years we’re married today. Frank is home from work, but not because it’s our anniversary. He was up half the night coughing so he stayed home. But hey, who am I to complain? Anything that keeps him home is okay with me, especially since he seems to be feeling up to dinner out tonight.

Our anniversary is also a feast day, one I had no idea about at the time we were married. In Rome, a few hundred years ago, there was a miracle on August 5th. On a hill in Rome, it snowed. A beautiful basilica was built on the spot. Every year, on the feast day of Our Lady of the Snows, they have a special Mass at this Church, Santa Maria Maggiore. They shower white rose pedals from the dome and at night, firemen use a snow machine in the piazza there. Steve had been hoping to take a train down today from Assisi but it didn’t work out. I’m thinking we really need to be there next year for our 25th.

Tonight at our parish, they are dedicating our new Church. That means we get the bishop for Mass on our anniversary. I’m considering asking him for a photo of himself that I can throw darts at for taking my boy away from me.

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5 Responses to Twenty Four

  1. Dave Feldman says:

    Happy Anniversary, Monk! :!:

  2. virginia says:

    Let’s see –
    1. Happy Anniversary
    2. Visiting the site of the miracle is a great idea!
    3. don’t kill the Bishop
    4. Robert says his Plantar F. actually healed itself over about six month period. He did exercises that involved rolling a tennis ball around on the floor with his afflicted foot. He says they really helped, don’t skip them.

  3. jojo says:

    Happy Anniversary…I hope you enjoy it. And by the way, you are really rockin’ the footwear in yesterday’s post ;)

  4. katy says:

    “Anything that keeps him home is okay with me”….. I started reading that and my mind wondered away on its own….I thought you were going to say anything that keeps him up half the night is ok with me and I was already coming up with my slightly off color remark, then you had to ruin it by being completely nice and being glad he is home.
    Happy Anniversary. I am ashamed to say I had it written in my date book, the one I haven’t looked at for a few weeks. I knew your anniversary was close to mine.

  5. Monkling says:

    Thanks, everyone.