This past weekend DH and I traveled to Milwaukee for two momentous celebrations: our granddaughter’s first birthday and the 25th anniversary of Fr. Mike’s ordination.
Alannah had a great time ripping open the tons of gifts she was given, and toddling about the place.
She had taken her first steps 13 days before, and had evidently mastered the walk. By the end of the day she was toddling about like a drunken sailor since she was so tired, but she was determined not to give in to sleep when there was so much to see, so much to explore. Ginger served as a resting place for a while, though.
The next day, we celebrated Mike’s ordination anniversary. Mike, who is DH’s older brother, had the celebration organized and planned, and had a whole day of festivities, starting with Mass. He had four priests con-celebrate with him, including a man he went to seminary with and had known since they were 14. Since Fr. Larry has been in Latin America for 25 years, I had heard much about him but had never met him. It was a pleasure to be able to do so….and it was a pleasure to be able to celebrate with Mike.
So much to celebrate.