Last week while driving to work, I looked over and saw a rosary hanging from the rearview mirror in the car next to me. Immediately I thought of the rosaries we left at amm’s gravestone at Batoche.
Minutes later I looked at another car next to me. It too had a rosary hanging from the rearview mirror. I couldn’t remember the last time I saw one, let alone two, rosaries in cars next to me during a single drive anywhere.
So then I said, “Hi mom.”