One year ago today, Pope Benedict XVI left the chair of Peter.
One year ago today, Allie and I hurried out of theology class and rushed Angie and Elise along, heading down Via Cola di Rienzo towards St. Peter’s Square, a route we knew by heart by that point. We waved goodbye and took photographs and, feeling lost, turned away from a big basilica voluntarily without a bishop for the first time in centuries to eat paninis in a little restaurant on Via Ottaviano.
Since the announcement of the pope’s intention to resign a few weeks before (and Jenny sums up what it felt like so very well over here), we knew things would change.
I’m not sure we knew how much, both for us and for the world.
In any case, below is my post from a year ago. (If you’re interested in reading more about this, just put “pope” in that search box in my sidebar and you’ll get dozens of results.)
- Allie was very emotionally distraught