It was simple, like the best things.
In May and October, after tea, we’d sit in the “front room” and we’d say the Rosary.
Mam would do the first part of each Hail Mary…Hail Mary, full of grace, the lord is with thee. Blessed art thou amongst women and blessed is the fruit of thy womb jesus.
She made it sound amazing, better than any priest ever could. He’d simply ramble his way through it at a hundred miles an hour. She clearly pronounced every single syllable and meant every single one of them.
After she’d said the first bit, my Dad, Seamus, Patricia, Theresa, Christopher Hughie and me would say the next bit, together, as one
Holy Mary, Mother of God, Pray for our sinners now and at the hour of our death – amen.
I wish we could all do it now.