When Voices Are Loud

I have rewritten this several times because I just can’t seem to get the words right. I return here a little less filtered. Over the past week, I’ve had my eyes glued to my phone. Haven’t we all? I can’t stop reading news stories or refreshing my Twitter feed. I’m not an openly argumentative person.Continue reading “When Voices Are Loud”

My Country, My Family & My Faith

When I was growing up, we attended a Catholic church close to our house. We occasionally went to mass on Sundays and would go to Hall’s afterward to have breakfast. I went to classes on Tuesday nights so that I could have my first communion, and eventually be confirmed, like my brothers. My sons areContinue reading “My Country, My Family & My Faith”