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Kathy Wade's avatar

Oh my, Annette, you've touched all the bases on the Good Friday tradition that I followed with my family (mostly with my Dad and my sisters) for so many years. Through rain or sunshine, accompanied by songbirds and the first buds of Spring, we mumbled our Hail Marys, Glory Be's, and Our Fathers, till we reached the top and touched the feet of the life-size statue of Jesus. I imagined I'd earned a whole bucketload of graces, further staving off my fears of Hell and damnation. Returning to "the steps" much later as an adult, I too realized I was drawn more to the birdsong and the solitude of a walk in Spring Grove Cemetery, for example, where I could pray a prayer of communing with nature and all creation. And by the way, I don't remember ever seeing any donuts at the top! Thank you, once again. You continue to find your voice and enrich us all. Love, K

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Cookie.'s avatar

Thank you. I walked with you in spirit up those stairs. Love your writing. 🙏❤️

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