Yesterday evening I started a migraine headache. I don't get them very often, but when I do, they make me sick to my stomach. I MUST take medication and keep my eyes closed. Any exposure to light will make me sick. This was the state I was in last night while we were praying the rosary. I was lying down on the couch with my eyes closed tightly, responding as loudly and as quietly as I could, when I heard some whispering at the other end of my couch.
I opened one eye just enough to see Simeon and Zachary wrapped in the same blanket. Zachary was holding up one of our new and freshly laminated eight by ten Mysteries of the Rosary Prints from CHC. It was the Transfiguration and Simeon was quietly and accurately explaining it to him. They sat closely together, rosaries in hand. Zachary was wide-eyed, listening, and drinking it all in. For a moment, I forgot that my head ached at all-- and the light could not affect me.