My ninety-six year old mother is in hospice. I learned my faith from my parents, who still pray the rosary every day and fast during Lent, despite their age. They live in upstate New York and never miss mass unless the drive to town is too treacherous because of the weather. While sitting with her one evening, my mother became very worried because she’d missed mass. Their pastor had been in earlier that day to bring her communion and told her she had a dispensation since she was hospitalized. I reminded her of this. She frowned and then told me that Father Ralph had his conscience and she had hers and if she felt it was wrong, then it was wrong. She only relaxed when I told her that she would be forgiven since she was “sick” and Father had absolved her of all her sins in the name of Jesus. Our God is a merciful one.