Family – Part 5 of 6 – Steve
My parents had much to do with my coming to Medjugorje. I was hesitant at first, being schizoaffective, but their 50th Anniversary (Last year.) was enough to spur me on. I had never been out of the country, let alone the continent, so I thought I’d give it a shot; out of love for them.
That trip got cancelled, due to the pandemic. I got to see my mother cry.
One year later and my siblings and I stepped up to go again on their 51st Anniversary. Things were different, we had multiple tests and shots to curb the spread of COVID.
My time in Medjugorje was “rocky” to say the least but the people that lived there made me want to be a better man; not a whiney tourist. Here was the most peaceful place on earth I’d ever been to and the people were happy to see me! We were all one family. And I owe it to Mary the Queen of Peace. We were all Her children and She called to us all to be better people. How cool is that?