Marie Breda is With God

Marie Breda, the baby I used to hold, the kid my sister played with every Friday, died last Monday. Words can't describe the bittersweet feeling that comes over me whenever I think of it. She is surely a saint, no doubt there. But it's so sad to think of her poor family. It is so sad to think of what a five year old goes through when she the oxygen refuses to flow to the lungs. To be in a coma, to be able to hear the loving words of your parents in your ear and not be able to respond. I can't even fathom. 

Marie Francesca Theresa Breda, you who are with God, may your soul rest in everlasting happiness. Protect me on earth as I go. May the souls of the faithful departed through the mercy of God rest in peace. Amen.