then Jesus blessed the bread and then broke it . . . I go to Mass a few times a week and I alway cross myself at that moment–do this in remembrance of me . . . I cross myself again. Some days I wish I could just stop Mass at that moment until I…
Tag: the journey
Monday, Monday . . . (monthly weigh in)
It is Monday. I slept so hard last night that I can’t remember sleeping? I remember my head on the pillow . . . then it was my husband saying–“get up–you’ve over slept”, my clock’s red numbers told me it was 6:23–I normally get up at 5 and start writing . . . Today I…