I found great comfort in a recent thought. It’s a tidbit I picked up from Anne Lamott. Basically, my story is my story. And if I want to tell it, I can. Because it’s my story. I have, so often in the past, been hesitant. Afraid that I’d offend or let people in on my junk. … More it’s my story and I’ll ….
I have a grandma who stopped going to church, probably sometime around 1960 something. My grandpa continued without her. This went on for years, as in probably 30 or more. They finally moved to a different town and she got back into it. Not so happily, I imagine, but she went. At least she went … More My Children’s Church