Or, my two favourite late-night delights As a young child, my bedtime was 8:00 p.m. Many kids today may balk at that early hour but I had no problem going to bed at that time. I actually liked it. But … Continue reading
I had once thought it pretty I had my own rosary. A string of prayer beads with a simple cross. I thought it pretty. Something to wear to a special event maybe. A treasure to bring comfort and peace. But … Continue reading
I was raised Catholic. I attended Separate School and went to mass every Sunday. In university, I would often argue with my best friend about how Catholicism was the only right religion. Although she was Protestant I believed that she … Continue reading
I was raised Catholic. I wanted to raise my children in the faith as well. Although I no longer was a practicing Catholic, I wanted my kids to go to a Separate School to gain the same foundation of faith … Continue reading