Hello. I’ve missed talking with you. The past six weeks have been filled with such highs and such weird valleys/dips – the dips being mostly from others needing support of one sort or another. I’ve thought to write a quick summary check in… but, you know me, I never write quick and dirty posts – […]
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No one was more surprised than me, except, perhaps, my brother, that I attended church three days in a row. Not just any three days, mind you. For the Roman Catholic Church, Easter preparation and the actual day is the core essence of the Church itself. Its raison d’être. There has been little time to […]