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Holy Thursday

When this day arrives, I cannot help but think of my Nana. When I was young, still in grammar school, I remember going with her to an (early) evening Holy Thursday Mass. It must have been fairly warm as I remember wearing a blue windbreaker I had back then. The Mass was unlike any Mass I had been to at that point or since. No organ with Mr. Fitzpatrick, our school's music teacher, leading the Hymns, but a man with an acoustic guitar, the father of a classmate. There was something less forced, less routine and more uplifting & peaceful about that Mass. The Church was bright, the colors in its' murals more brilliant than they appeared during the day. Those there were there because they wanted to be (I wasn't sure I wanted to be there at first but was soon glad I went). It started and ended with the few who attended praying the Rosary aloud. It was beautiful. I don't recall going to a Holy Thursday Mass prior to or after that one with my Nana and I can't recall why she wanted to take me that year. But I am Blessed that she did.

Comments

Mrs. Fry said…
What a very sweet memory. My Italian great grandmother who didn't speak much English would take me to the novenas when I was a little girl. The mass was only 1/2 hour and in Italian, but I loved the smell of incense and being with her on the way to and from.

I also loved that you called in grammar school. Hardly anyone refers to it by grammar school anymore and I think it sounds so quaint and charming when someone does.
Thank you Brenda! My school was called St. James Grammar School (it still is I believe). I didn't go to public school until high school so I didn't have that whole primary/middle school thing growing up. I wouldn't know how else to refer to that time of school in my life, lol!
Lizzi said…
What a lovely memory to have of you and your Nana.
Thank you Lizzi! May 16th will be 10 years since she passed and I miss her more & more every day.
Anonymous said…
What a beautiful memory. It shows how even if we're dragged kicking and screaming to church it can still affect us and become a fond memory. I'm so glad you went with her. I don't think I've ever been to a Holy Thursday Mass before. Of course I am not Catholic, but when I was about 5 I always envisioned myself as a nun.
I think Catholic churches are gorgeous and have such a beautiful sereneness about them.
Anonymous said…
Holy Thursday is such a different experience and it was so refreshing to read of yours as a child.~~Dee

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