God be with you.
If I must suffer the open desecration of the vandalized Traditional Holy Mass, perhaps if I suffer well, in the pain of it, now celebrated away from the East, away from God, toward the snowflake people who must be pleased, perhaps such misery offered up will help me toward Heaven. Love to you dearest brother.
I’ve lived most of my life in a Vatican II world. Guess at this point I’ve just learned to live with it. Love back at you, Rita.