It could have gone wrong today, so wrong. These readings are tough for me, especially when I feel so vulnerable, which, for whatever reason, I do right now. Or at least I did feel that way. Then I went to Mass on Sunday. (See all of Sunday’s texts here.)
It would have been so easy not to go, not to face it all, and I do admit, I considered doing that. Adam’s rib. Divorce. *sigh* (continue reading at the Times Union…)
