Through all my thoughts at one, two and three in the morning, I cling to my rosaries and pray. Jesus died for all to give us hope and let us know in life and in death, the beautiful miracle of everlasting love is always there no matter where we are in the world. Just as anyone who passes away, is not too far away.
How could I NOT write about this milestone? I can’t … so out of semi-retirement, I come. Perhaps, out of my winter funk is more accurate, but whichever, this is all about Joseph Alfred Riguzzi, gifted to me by God on a beautiful Easter morning too many years ago.
At 10:45 pm, my son, Artie, asked me if I was going to write a blog. My response was nope – taking the week off. That prompted me to go back and read my last two Easter blogs. They were a couple of my favorites because I had an inspiration. They are both about Joe, my beautiful Easter blessing and let’s face it, he is one of my biggest inspirations.