Together,
we brought to a close a significant chapter of our shared experience. I quickly asked God for the strength to get through it.
A story from the pro-life book God Moments III: True Love Leads To Life (Joseph Karl Publishing, available fall 2012).
"God, the Creator of Life, is pro-life. Are you?" ~ True Love Leads To Life
In the second half of last
year, God Moments II: Recognizing the Fruits of the Holy
Spirit was being edited one final time before heading off to print.
My sister Belinda had graciously given permission to include several of her
beautiful poems in the book. She had been diagnosed with late stage 3 breast
cancer two years prior, just days before her 46th birthday.
At that time, Belinda's
medical team determined that aggressive treatment was necessary to try and save
her life. Immediately she began chemotherapy, and after her first
treatment she almost died. That story was shared in God Moments:
Stories That Inspire, Moments to Remember and is presented again here as a
backdrop for what followed two years later.
How Jesus Made His Way To
His Beloved In Isolation
Living in imitation of the One who loved us first.
"This
is what your Beloved says: I am your salvation, your peace, and your life; keep
close to Me, and in Me you will find peace. Abandon the love of passing things
and seek those that are everlasting. What else are the things of time but
deceptive? And how can any creature help you if your Lord abandons you?
Therefore,
leaving all creatures and worldly things behind you, do your best to make
yourself pleasing to Him, so that after this life you may come to life
everlasting in the kingdom of heaven." Imitation of Christ, 1.
In
September 2009, I called my sister Belinda to wish her a happy birthday and during our
conversation, she said that just the day before, her doctor informed her she
had stage three breast cancer. The world as we knew it changed forever. Immediately she endured a hectic, week long battery of
tests, meetings with her oncology team, and doctor visits. For her and our mother, who accompanied her,
it was a brutal test of mental and physical endurance.
Right after that, she began chemotherapy and went on medical leave.
During
that first round of chemo, she developed a life-threatening infection, was
admitted to the hospital, and was placed in isolation. A few days later I dropped my children off at
their schools and went to Holy Mass at our former parish. Toward the end of the
Mass, our Lord told me to bring the Eucharist to my sister. After the final
blessing, I signed out a pyx and placed
the Eucharist inside.
During
the half hour journey to pick up my mother before going on to the hospital, I
held on to the pyx and contemplated the fact that the Creator of the
Universe was with me! At that moment I knew without a doubt that something
amazing was going to happen. Something amazing was already happening!
Before
entering Belinda's hospital room in the isolation section of the oncology
unit, my mother and I put masks on to protect her from infection. We walked into the room and into one of the
most transforming moments I had ever experienced. My suffering sister sat in a chair by the
window. Immediately, before even a word was said, the three of us were united
in a very powerful moment of shared sorrow.
We were also untied with our suffering Lord, who was with us.
After
greeting one another in that profoundly sorrowful moment, I held the pyx out to
my sister and said, “Guess Who I brought
with me? I brought Jesus.” Belinda started
to cry, and the incalculable Presence of God in the tiny white Host there in
the isolation unit of the very large medical complex was so merciful.
As
I hugged my sister I cried, too, and told her "We suffer with you,
because we love you."
After receiving our Lord in the Eucharist, Belinda told me that she had called the chaplain that morning and asked him
to please bring her Holy Communion. However, because she was in isolation and he
had been exposed to many people within the hospital that morning, he did not
want to come into her room and endanger her health.
I said
to her, "Belinda, Jesus was going to make it to you, one way or another." He knew her heart's Desire, and made sure
He was there with her when she needed Him most.
After
spending the afternoon with my sister, I took my mother home and remained with
her a while. She brought a letter in
from her mailbox; it was from her sister
in Germany. On the envelope there were
four stamps, and each one had a red rose on it! My sister loved roses, and this
was a sign from our beloved St. Therese of Lisieux that she was with us, too.
Jesus loves each one of us and wants to come to every one of us, no matter
where we are.
Belinda's copy of Divine Intimacy, by Fr. Gabriel of St. Mary Magdalen,
was bookmarked in two places. One of them was the chapter
Let Us Make Good Use of Time.
After Belinda finished her
regimen of chemotherapy, she had surgery, which was followed by radiation. She went back to work immediately after
completing the series of radiation treatments, but soon learned that the cancer
had aggressively spread throughout her body. She began treatment again,
but it was apparent that without a miracle, she did not have much time left
before she would enter eternity. It was God's will was that she would be
entering into eternity soon.
One evening, I called her on
the phone to chat. Earlier that day, I had been working on the final revisions
to God Moments II. During an earlier visit she mentioned that she
had taken a book out of the library about writing poems, and had subsequently
made changes to one of her poems. That poem was in the manuscript, and so
during our phone conversation, I asked her to tell me the changes.
I put the phone down on the desk in my home office
and picked up my pen.
"True love is not made of sand, that's why, it
withstands the test of time," she began.
As she read the poem, I crossed out words and
phrases, and noted her changes. It was one of the most moving and
meaningful experiences I have ever had.
My sister was born a year and a half before me.
When we were little, our mother used to make us cute outfits and dress us as
twins. She was my only sister, my friend, playmate, and companion.
In adulthood she was a second mother to my three children and my confidant, a
holy soul who understood the tremendous challenges of living a holy life in our
modern era.
The changes she made to her poem were numerous, and so
she read her poem back to me a second time. As she did so, I silently
cried, for so many different reasons.
Life is such a precious, priceless gift from God.
Sacrificial love is a tremendous gift of unfathomable worth, too.
After all the changes were made, she asked me to do one
of the most difficult things I have ever had to do. She asked me to read the
poem back to her.
It was as if we were bringing to a close the end of a
significant chapter of our shared experience.
And so I read her poem back to her, after quickly asking
God to give me the strength to get through it.
"True love is not made of sand, that's why It
withstands the test of time. It does not fade like a rainbow does, Or the
sun that dims at dusk.
"For forgiveness is its daily bread, And to patience
is love wed. It is lasting, and never gives up, And it loves, it loves,
very much.
"Its heart does not break for pity's sake, Or leave
memories at wakes. True love is not made of sand, that's why, It
withstands the tests of time.
"Nor does it change like the seasons do, For it's
genuine and true. It is golden and will never rust, And it loves, it
loves, very much.
"It does not fade like a rainbow does, Or the sun
that dims at dusk. True love is not made of sand, that's why, It
withstands the tests of time." 2
God Moments II was published in October 2011. Belinda entered
into eternal life on December 14, 2011, on the Feast of St. John of the Cross,
at the age of 48.
There was so much more that Belinda had hoped to
accomplish. She always put the needs of
others before her own and parting caused every member of our family profound
sorrow. Our consolations are that she
had been properly loved and valued in return by her family and friends, her soul was prepared to enter into eternity, and that God's will was
accomplished.
Her beautiful book of poems was on display at her wake,
where we heard many loving testimonials from family and friends who confirmed
that her holy life had profoundly impacted the lives of many. Those she loved and who loved her in return
were given copies of God Moments II as a memorial of her beautiful life
and legacy.
The view from Belinda's bedroom, where she passed into eternal life,
included the cross.
United forever:
Belinda's family carries her mortal remains to a final resting place.
My entry in the funeral home's online guest book on Belinda's page read:
My beloved sister Belinda passed
into eternal life on the Feast of St. John of the Cross. How appropriate, for
she embraced her cross faithfully and heroically, and truly lived, loved,
served, and suffered in imitation of Christ. We love our dear Belinda forever,
and today are two days closer to seeing her again, in eternity.
In a dream I had shortly before God called her home, Belinda was walking down a
corridor. She was heading toward heaven, and my three children Andre, Nick, and
Alyssa were walking by her side (she was a second mother to them). Belinda was
leaving a trail of relics in her wake, and I collected them as we journeyed
forward. A great many relics trailed behind her, of many different sizes and
shapes. Some of the saints I knew, and others I did not.
Belinda is a very, very holy soul, who now lives forever among the saints. She
is most willing to intercede on your behalf from the Beatific Vision, so
consider her your sister and friend in heaven, and be sure to turn to her in
times of trial, or for inspiration on your journey toward greater Divine
intimacy. She continues to value being of service to anyone in need.
On behalf of her entire family, I thank you for all that you have done during
her life and her illness to bring the love and mercy of Christ to us. Your
kindness has imitated our most loving Savior, Who poured Himself out completely
for each one of us. It meant a lot to her, and it meant a lot to us, which also
meant a great deal to her because she always thought of other people
first.
Commensurate with the simple and holy way she led her life, we ask our dear
friends who would like, to please have a Holy Mass said for Belinda Bondi at
your parish. That would mean the most to us.
God is at work in you!
~Michele Bondi Bottesi & Family,
Rochester Hills, Michigan

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1.
Thomas A. Kempis, The Imitation of Christ (New York: Catholic Book Publishing
Corporation, 1993), p 100.
2. Michele Elena Bondi,
God Moments II: Recognizing the Fruits of the Holy Spirit (Rochester,
MI: Joseph Karl Publishing, 2011), "True Love" by Belinda
Bondi, p. 10.