I cry everytime I take communion. Every. Single. Time. This is not true of me growing up. I was a good little Catholic school girl who grew up knowing the words to Hail Mary before I knew what the
The other night we were watching the “Peanuts” movie. Or ask my youngest son what we were watching and it may make you blush. Those silly speech issues. All seven of us were discussing who we thought each
I have a hard time with Facebook occasionally. Don’t get me wrong I love to post selfies of a new haircut, Instagram my kids being kids, or take an occasional test to see what Downton Abbey character I would be
2am. The clock said 2 am. Sitting up in bed watching the minutes go by. Begging the clock to go faster. If just for this night I needed it go faster. My hands clutching onto the side of my hair.