In May, the smell of lilacs, Viburnum and dandelions filled the air, just in time for Mother’s Day and the May Crowning. Bonita and I kept an eye on the lilac bushes, two at the side of the house, and one on the way to the barn. We prayed they’d be ready to pick by Mother’s Day. Mom loved flowers.
Every year St. Joseph’s had a May Crowning; the whole month of May was for Mary, but only one day was for everybody else’s mother. I guessed that’s what happens when you’re the mother of God, but that didn’t seem so fair to me, ’cause Mary only had one son and he was perfect, so Continue reading