Today after mass, Beezus and Ramona recorded the names of Mr. Quimby's parents in the Book of Remembrance and we will continue to remember those names in prayer all year. It's important to me that they remember.
I haven't thought about it for a long time, but I do remember the first time that I really felt the weight and meaning of All Souls Day. It was in 2004, and I had been pregnant with twins a couple months earlier and had miscarried. I was so, so glad that I had told so many people that I was pregnant because then that meant that there were other people that could mourn with us after we lost those twins. But I remember feeling like there was something missing, some official sort of way to say goodbye and to bring closure.
The University where I worked had a mass for All Souls Day and Mr. Quimby came over from work and we attended together. Theologically speaking, I know that it's debatable whether or not those two unborn babies had souls, but I also know that God's power is beyond anything we can comprehend and I am confident that He took care of them. I experienced a great deal of sadness but also a tremendous peace after that Mass. It was such a comfort to join with others in prayer and gave me the closure I had been seeking.
I really don't think about those babies that often anymore, but at Mass today I remembered them in prayer and thanked God for giving them to me for 11 weeks.