We live in Mexico - that's where my husband's from - and today was Mother's Day here.
DH's grandma is quite elderly now (98, I think!) and recently bedridden so she can't go to mass. Until the last few months, she went to church nearly everyday...
We went to visit her today and witnessed the most touching scene. The church "comes to her" now. Each evening, a lady from the church comes and reads a summary of the day's homily and gives her the bread of Christ.
She was so visibly comforted by this that I teared up... We basically had "mini-mass" in her bedroom, complete with the Lord's Prayer, etc. I felt so fortunate to be a part of it.
Just wanted to share...