
A STORY OF CATHOLIC CONVERSION
truth, goodness, beauty
A STORY OF CATHOLIC CONVERSION
truth, goodness, beauty
My heart pulsed in my neck. He was sitting at the kitchen table. As I walked towards him, he raised his head to look at me. That’s when I saw it. His real face. Eyes darkened with rage and disdain. His mask had fallen.
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Her body was impossibly tiny in the hospital bed. I hovered over her. Maybe I was speaking or singing, I don’t know. “You’re free now,” I said. “Beautiful girl,” I sang softly as my fierce mother charged unflinching towards death.
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I spent long, quiet hours before my Ancestor Wall. Communing with my mother and my father, my grandmothers and grandfathers, great-grandparents and great-great grandparents. Stretching towards them, my new companions.
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