If my wife must come to you so soon, please do not bring my son with her. Leave me a little piece of her so that I can move forward in this world. She is only young, my lady wife, and she must be terribly frightened. Let her rest. Let her know the serenity she didn't know here on Earth. Every time I hear her scream, another piece of my heart breaks and my anxiety grows. There's only so much I can take. I feel like I should get up and walk to ease my thoughts. I will take note of my feet hitting the ground, a little harder each time. This is a heavy cross to bear, and I wish I could carry some of its weight, but I can't. He must go to Him alone. Forgive her, merciful God, of all her sins, and bring her to your glory, where she will be