I thought it would be a great idea to enlist the help of St. Joseph to help sell Mom's house. The idea of course is that if I can sell the house for the best possible price, I can keep mom in the most convivial living situation for as long as possible. I never liked the idea of Mom in any kind of nursing home, perhaps it's my own paranoia, but there it is, I would rather she be in a homelike environment with friendly people who care for as long as I can possibly manage it and with luck her entire life. Of course, the market being what it is, there are plenty of houses out there and plenty of people with reasons to sell theirs, in better locations, newer or whatever so time to take it to a superior authority. This day finds me with her /Cat's grandson, Ian, friends Doris and lil Doris who were kind enough to accompany us, standing on the front porch with St. Joseph securely buried in the garden, reading the prayers together. I have to say, that moment felt special, my friends and my son, together praying. I don't know how that legend started and whether it will work for us, I don't know but if it's our time and His will, St. Joseph with the help of the Almighty, will find us a motivated buyer. Thank you my son and my friends, you are special people.
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