Email from Sr. Nuala

Yesterday a.m. was a severely tough one for Frank…change of medications, severe pain, jet lag, emotional events of the past week catching up with him…since he landed in Dublin his psyche was conditioned to thinking he was on vacation since that has been the usual reason for flying to Ireland since 1960…it dawned on him he was there to say his final goodbyes to family and Ireland…”to die” as he simply puts it.

By 2pm Dublin time, the medication was working and Frank slept until 11:00pm.  He thought it was a.m. when he awoke until Agnes brought in his dinner!  They bantered back and forth and eventually Frank fell asleep.  He slept and awoke throughout the night and was feeling total bliss – awake and asleep, filled with an all-pervasive joy in his being. This a.m. Paul came in and they had their usual chatter and suddenly Paul reached for Frank’s hand and said, ‘Your brother Noel went to heaven this morning.’  Frank beamed saying, ‘So that’s what was happening!’ Paul enquired what the ‘that’ was…and Frank poured out his bliss.  ‘It’s all spiritual, people worry that I hadn’t yet seen him because Noel is in Galway and I’m in Dublin, but sure we spent the whole night together.”