As FI and I were leaving the Mass, we overheard a conversation between our priest and a parishioner. The parishioner said "time is winding down, but I'll make sure we send you off good." HUH?!
FI decided to stop the guy and ask him: is Father Dan leaving? Yep. He's going to be the main priest for the Chicago Police (I knew he was already a chaplain).
This sucks! 
I've only been a Catholic for a year but Father Dan has already been there for the major moments not only in my conversion, but in my life. He was there for my Cathecism classes, confirmed me and gave me my first communion. He was one of the first calls we made when I gave birth to my son and baptised him the same night as my first communion/confirmation. He send his condolences when my mother passed. And of course, he's marrying us. 
He's also just a great priest. He's like that cool teacher you had in Jr. High that gave out candy for correct answers and gave you his home number. 
I'm happy for him (and for the Chicago PD) but I'm so sad....
                
                
           
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