My parents were married in 1956, in a Catholic church. Mom was Protestant. That very fact that she was, caused a lot of issues to rise on my dad’s side of the family, all devout Catholics. I’m really not sure how well my mom was liked by her in-laws, but in the years to follow, despite the family’s animosity, she refused to convert to dad’s religion. Mom was a gentle woman, very loving and giving. She wasn’t one to meddle in other’s affairs yet she stood her ground when she believed she was right. I was born in 1958 and by the time that I was 6 or 7, a silent war raged on that I was unaware of. Mom wanted me to know both religions, so I went to church school at a Baptist church on Tuesday afternoons as a time-release from my regular schooling. On Saturdays, one of my parents drove me to another church school at the family’s church (St. Vincent) for a couple of hours of Catholic teachings. This went on for at least a year, maybe two. I remember that one day, sometime af...
I know how it feels to lose touch with beauty because of personal pain. There is no better season to find the the wonders of nature than spring. If nature can bring you even a second of relief, then embrace it whole hog (sorry Chris! lol) My best to you and yours! :)
ReplyDeleteHey, Wolfman2001...how are you? Long time! 8 )
DeleteThis is something that I have needed for a long time...to get back into the simpler things in life...which I need mentally and spiritually!
(LOL on the Chris part!)
Thanks, Wolfman!
Sorry to hear you've been in so much pain. But glad the blooming Spring has brought you some lovely distraction & joy! :-)
ReplyDeleteI'm also so happy that you're in a much better place, enjoying a much happier, better quality life! You deserve it!
Feel better! Enjoy the gorgeous Spring days!
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Thanks, Laura! I have truly enjoyed these Spring days, even if some of them have been chilly! As well, I have gotten some great shots in...so I won't complain!
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