They Call Me Auntie Because Partner In Crime Makes Me Sound Like A Bad Influence Shirt

A lesson from Nana, inadvertently learned on Saturday morning while mother Adrienne was with us. They Call Me Auntie Because Partner In Crime Makes Me Sound Like A Bad Influence Shirt! This is a story I never want to forget, and I referred to it as a gift today when I met to plan Nana’s funeral at All Saints this morning. It might be a little long, but I want to brain dump all of this not just in my personal journal, but as a memory that will pop up repeatedly over time to bring me joy.

They Call Me Auntie Because Partner In Crime Makes Me Sound Like A Bad Influence Shirt

Quick context – Nana and I missed no church. That just wasn’t a thing for the They Call Me Auntie Because Partner In Crime Makes Me Sound Like A Bad Influence Shirt. If we couldn’t make Sunday mass, we went Saturday evening at 5pm. She was a eucharistic minister, a member of Daughters of the King, an usher, worked with the treasurer, stuffed bulletins, helped with bazaars, etc. She had me in every choir known to man, didn’t miss a church summer camp, retreat, lock-in, or other activity. I was a member of Junior Daughters of the King, and her partner in crime for the 3rd pew on the left hand side of the Nave for as long as I can remember.

They Call Me Auntie Because Partner In Crime Makes Me Sound Like A Bad Influence Shirt

As soon as the text that Nana was in her final days came through on my phone, my first call was to her parish. They Call Me Auntie Because Partner In Crime Makes Me Sound Like A Bad Influence Shirt! Not only did I want the Daughters to know she needed their prayers more than ever, but I knew that if she were cognitive she would want to be prayed over. The moment I landed, I arranged for someone from the clergy to see Nana. Here’s where it gets special.