All Souls Day has a particular poignancy for me this year, because in the past three months I've lost three clients: Mrs. Brien, and two of my Home Instead clients, whom I shall call "Rose" and "Mona."
Rose in particular has me reflecting on the beauty of our Faith.
She had a fall in late September, and just didn't seem like herself after the fall; there was an uneasy, persistent feeling in my mind that she should be anointed; so I asked her daughter-in-law to ask their parish priest to anoint her.
My suggestion sent the daughter-in-law into a panic: "Do you think she's going to die?" and I reassured her that I just wanted to make sure that Rose had received the Sacraments, in case she were to die. I didn't want it on my conscience, if she were to die without the Sacraments.
So on the First Friday of October, she was anointed and received Holy Communion. There was something extremely comforting in kneeling by her bedside while the priest anointed her forehead and her hands, and gave her Viaticum.
She had a stroke two weeks later, and died a week after that. I learned of her death this past Monday, and immediately realized--and was grateful--that All Souls Day was approaching.
Even though I didn't make it to Mass, there was a certain consolation in visiting the local cemetery where Mrs. Brien is buried, and praying for the repose of her soul and the souls of my other clients.
May they rest in peace.
May their souls, and the souls of all the faithful departed, through the mercy of God, rest in peace.