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!
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!
