It was time to lay him to rest.

A day til his funeral-Uncle Vinny's funeral, that is.  For so long she had bawled her eyes out and asked God why he took him away from her. The truth, however, was that Uncle Vinny...he chose to end his life. She didn't even care why as the charges they had accused him on were dropped because the texts that had labeled him a 'child molester' were found to be innocent when the police actually looked at them. He never knew that he was declared innocent.

Did he know now? Even in death, could he found out that they knew he was telling the truth? She never believed the lies against him, but it hurt her when they kept quiet and not let her know what happened to him. He thought everyone didn't believe him.

Oh, why didn't he believe in that moment? He still a lot to do on this Earth. Her uncle never knew of the pain she went through during the same time as him. When he was off in New York and she didn't know, she had tried to suffocate herself with a pillow.

At the the time, she had wanted no more pain and her world looked exceedingly bleak. Why be at high school with people who hated her and bullied her? Why live when all her grades were lower than the dirt? Did she even matter at all? It felt everyday like she was invisible and she was waving through a window at people. 

It was a struggle to get up, and darkness seemed to surround her. The cold threatened to drown her and night plagued her thoughts. It was the end and she knew it. On a cold day near Thanksgiving, she had thought about ending it, grabbed a pillow and then was talked out of it by her conscious.

If she did not have faith, she would not have known what it was. But in that moment, she heard a voice in her spirit, that she knew came from her guardian angel, about everything she had to look forward to, everything she had and her family. Letting that moment pass, she lay awake on that bed and cried about her moment of desperation.

Now, as she lay awake, praying for Uncle Vinny's soul in purtagory, she could finally relate to Uncle Vinny and understand his choice. He may have been her village pastor, Father Vinny, and Uncle Vinny to her, but he was overall human. And humans make mistakes too. Her mother once told her that if the pope pooped on the sidewalk, she would not make a big deal. It just means that he is human too.

"The Church is a hospital for sinners", she said to herself as she quoted St. John Paul the Second.

That former pope and now saint was right, but oh how she missed Father Vinny. It was funny how she had started calling him Father.

It probably had to do with the messages she saw last night that came from Father Vinny.