Tuesday, December 16, 2014
I find myself still in Chicago. I accidentally missed my bus this morning by a matter of five minutes. So now I have to come up with my Plan B.
During my visit to Chicago I decided to visit the Loyola University campus near Rogers Park. I attended Loyola University a number of years ago. I even looked up a former professor of mine to see if he had any time available to chat in person.
As I made my way to the Loyola campus I decided to stop and look at the building I called home during the time I was a Jesuit scholastic here in Chicago. I recalled my bedroom featured a patio which offered a view of nearby Lake Michigan. In the intervening years it appears new buildings went up in the neighborhood. I could no longer see the lake from the windows of the space I once considered my home. Time waits for no man.
During my visit to the Loyola campus I visited the Madonna Della Strada Chapel. The chapel is essentially lakefront property. I lit a candle in honor of my paternal family of origin. I asked for healing for my family. I have done this before. I chose a simple ritual such as lighting a candle as a means of releasing the pain of my past as well as my hope of ever being truly listened to by my father and his siblings. I needed a ritual to commemorate the ending of my relationships with these people whose behavior I have never been able to fully understand.
I find myself still in Chicago. I accidentally missed my bus this morning by a matter of five minutes. So now I have to come up with my Plan B.
During my visit to Chicago I decided to visit the Loyola University campus near Rogers Park. I attended Loyola University a number of years ago. I even looked up a former professor of mine to see if he had any time available to chat in person.
As I made my way to the Loyola campus I decided to stop and look at the building I called home during the time I was a Jesuit scholastic here in Chicago. I recalled my bedroom featured a patio which offered a view of nearby Lake Michigan. In the intervening years it appears new buildings went up in the neighborhood. I could no longer see the lake from the windows of the space I once considered my home. Time waits for no man.
During my visit to the Loyola campus I visited the Madonna Della Strada Chapel. The chapel is essentially lakefront property. I lit a candle in honor of my paternal family of origin. I asked for healing for my family. I have done this before. I chose a simple ritual such as lighting a candle as a means of releasing the pain of my past as well as my hope of ever being truly listened to by my father and his siblings. I needed a ritual to commemorate the ending of my relationships with these people whose behavior I have never been able to fully understand.
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