My sister and brother-in-law's house burned to the ground yesterday, I found out last night. I can't begin to imagine the psychic and spiritual pain they're in.
They had bought another home shortly before I got home from Iraq, and I stayed there before there was much in the way of furniture, when I visited just prior to starting this deployment. All of our family meals were taken at the old house, where they'd been living for many years now.
I'm told they'd rented it out, and that everyone who was in the house at the time the fire started escaped, thank God.
But my sister and brother-in-law had left a lot of their furniture there, including some of their fine antiques. All was lost.
Mom told me that the piano which I'd bought years ago, and given to my sister's family after I joined the Jesuits, was among those items which were consumed in the blaze. Even though things are just, well, *things* and can be replaced, none the less, a forced letting-go is still difficult. I'd not really given the piano any thought for decades now, but my sister's family lived with it on a daily basis for the same amount of time.
Letting go is painful.
Thank God no one was injured.
Please remember my sister, brother-in-law, and their children in your prayers, if you'd be so kind.
Blessings and peace to one and all,
Fr. Tim, SJ
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Saddened by the fire...but loved the bird feet in the snow. I am reminded often of your comradeship and pray all remains well with you. Send me an email...want to know your return. FERRARO
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