A wild life is worth living.
On Monday I walked into a church for the first time since my marriage ended. I didn't go to church, I visited the St Louis Cathedral in Jackson Square, New Orleans, and I went in with an attitude. I'd been walking around New Orleans all morning listening to music, people-watching, and drinking chicory coffee. When... Continue Reading →
As newly confirmed Catholics, we are aware that attending church is an obligation; as in, you must attend church unless you are physically incapable of making it into the pew. Â I have fond memories of holding my husband's hand during prayers and the tears that came streaming down my face as I felt Jackson kick... Continue Reading →
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