June 28, 1956
Dear Diary
After our morning chores, Sister Mary Claire handed me something she had tucked in her missal. It was an old holy card—lace-edged and glowing with color. Mary stood among white blossoms, with her Immaculate Heart shining like fire and roses. I couldn’t take my eyes off her.
The card read:
“Sacro Cuore di Maria, siate la salvezza mia.”
Which Sister translated softly: “Immaculate Heart of Mary, be my salvation.”
It felt like she was speaking right to me—me! With eyes so kind they could melt winter. I held it to my chest and whispered, “I give you my heart too, Mary.”
She must have known I needed her today. Maybe that’s why Sister Mary Claire gave me this—so I could carry Mary’s heart close when mine feels small. I placed it in the center of my scrapbook and added a note underneath:
“I entrust myself to your pure heart, dear Mary. Please help me love Jesus the way you do.”
I want to go to the chapel tomorrow before breakfast, just for a moment, and place a small flower near the statue of Our Lady. Something white, like on the card.
Love,
Kathy
After our morning chores, Sister Mary Claire handed me something she had tucked in her missal. It was an old holy card—lace-edged and glowing with color. Mary stood among white blossoms, with her Immaculate Heart shining like fire and roses. I couldn’t take my eyes off her.
The card read:
“Sacro Cuore di Maria, siate la salvezza mia.”
Which Sister translated softly: “Immaculate Heart of Mary, be my salvation.”
It felt like she was speaking right to me—me! With eyes so kind they could melt winter. I held it to my chest and whispered, “I give you my heart too, Mary.”
She must have known I needed her today. Maybe that’s why Sister Mary Claire gave me this—so I could carry Mary’s heart close when mine feels small. I placed it in the center of my scrapbook and added a note underneath:
“I entrust myself to your pure heart, dear Mary. Please help me love Jesus the way you do.”
I want to go to the chapel tomorrow before breakfast, just for a moment, and place a small flower near the statue of Our Lady. Something white, like on the card.
Love,
Kathy
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