About a month before Carmen died, she asked me, "Are you happy?"
Let's see, my wife, companion and friend of 30 years was under home Hospice care, I could see her slowly fading. No, I was not happy.
She asked, "When are you happy?"
I had to think about it... I'm happy when I'm on a prison retreat with the inmates, when I teach adult education at church, when I am on a Cursillo retreat, when I play the organ at Mass. I think I see a trend here, I'm happy when I am spreading God's love to others
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