Old habits die hard

I remember how my Mama struck fear in my heart for the holiness of the hours of noon until 3 PM. on Good Friday. I remember how I would watch the sky during that timeframe to see if it darkened in remembrance of the hours when Jesus hung on the cross and died. And the water will turn to blood. Kaya takot ako maligo noon ng hapon kapag Good Friday. (I still honor those special hours in silence and reverence.)