Virginia Barton

8 June 2018: Half came home

After I stopped crying on the way home from Lithuania, I realised that my head was as if I had been working on a jig-saw puzzle for too long.

1 June 2018: Once Upon A Summer’s Day

The time has come and tomorrow the interment will take place. There will be friends gathered from far afield, relations and nearest of kin. I suspect there will be a full house and I fully expect the sun to shine.

25 May 2018: Outward bound

The time is fast approaching for me to go again to Lithuania, this time to attend the interment of my beloved husband’s ashes in the church we chose together many years ago.

4 May 2018: Tongues of Fire

Do you find Confirmation the most mysterious of the sacraments? Certainly it has taken me many years to get to grips with the Holy Spirit — and aged 81, I am still at the groping stage.

1 April 2018: Easter

I know that the miracle of Easter is the same wherever we celebrate it, be it St Peter’s or St Catherine’s or St Casimir’s. But in Istanbul we are in magic carpet territory.

25 March 2018: Palm Sunday

Many of us will have had to learn GK Chesterton’s tear-jerker of a poem at school in time for Palm Sunday. It’s the “ears like errant wings” that get me.

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