This morning I asked my son do you want to come to mass with me? He said:  YES! Yippie!!  When he was little he was an alter boy, so he was raised going to church but stopped I guess when he was about 15. So every now and then when he says yes! I am thrilled!  I am always proud to have my son by my side. He came not because it is what he 'Believes' but because he loves me. He knows that although I was raised catholic I do not always agree with everything - especially the business of it. If you know me by now I go for the peace, the people, the building that we come together to celebrate in  the Love. Sadly like every other place that is human - there are politics. Life.  Anyhow - he gave me a few giggles and we both commented on what was said and how we found it interesting.
Talking about being afraid of death. 

 
Then he treated me to breakfast! By the window looking at the rain and it was wonderful. The service a little slow but looking  back I am glad, we had more time to talk. Breakfast is always better when someone else cooks it. LOL- Actually every meal is better when someone else cooks it!
Norm is busy in the garage working on the car. But I asked him and he said he likes to do it. Norm has to keep busy.  It is a rainy Sunday, 
I am surrounded by LOVE, 2 and 4 legs.  Thank you God!

When I hear that I associate it with 2 wonderful things.
One is the POT luck Christmas diner. It was last Friday. How nice to see all the ladies out for Christmas wishes. We start with a song holding hands in a circle. ALWAYS reminds me of The Grinch and Whoville. Brings instant warmth to my heart.  HUGS galore. But come on the best part >>> The POTs!
The best salads, desserts and dishes around! ALL MADE with TLC for me! 
A Church Chatter Buffet!
My plate piled high (saving lots of room for Carm's baked beans)  I went back for seconds.  It is a comfort food calamity to our waistlines! But here I sit 3 days later salivating at my memories.   No - the best part is the people. Laughing, talking, sharing all brought together in faith.  Many women who have been attending for years! Safe to say a decade or 2.. also the few new friends joining us, There is always enough food and laughter to go around. I look forward to attending many more. It is easy for my faith to be strong when I am surrounded by such a great group of women. 
Next year I'm bringing brownies. ;-)


I lay in bed last night saying The Rosary. -I do get distracted from time to time  when I say The Rosary, it is always with positive thoughts. Thinking .. we just have to lose the negative stigma attached to cannabis. I need to focus on this. Then before I could continue, the cartoon was already forming in my mind. I was again... Inspired. 
I realized. It MUST always be for the greater good. 
xox <><

I try to go to church every Sunday. People ask me why...
Today, I went to mass and saw someone I have not seen for several months.  She  whispered in my ear and hugged me with so much love I felt it radiate directly through to my heart.  It brought me to tears.
I have thought about that hug all day. 


I go to church, not because I feel God needs me to. I go because I am surrounded by people who love me.  I am surrounded by people who care and are there for me. I am reminded of Jesus and Gods love for me in more ways then one. 


Why wouldn't I go?