Remembering Stone # 3: Learning the Holy Scriptures

Remembering Stone # 3: Learning the Holy Scriptures

I had grown up with the belief that the best thing to do for God was to become a nun and dedicate my life to serving Him. In fact, my mom raised all of us kids believing we should all become nuns or priests. It wasn’t until later in life that I realized that some of her zeal in “encouraging” us in that direction was very likely a result of her difficult marriage to my dad* who “abused” alcohol more and more as the years went by.

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The House with SOMEBODY in It!

The House with SOMEBODY in It!

I have never loved poetry. As a kid in school, I hated “poetry units.” And even when I was in high school at Mount Saint Mary Academy in North Plainfield, New Jersey, where I had amazing English teachers (all nuns, by the way), I hated it even more. I think it was because I truly didn’t get it. Maybe I wasn’t in touch with my emotions as much as I needed to be. It just didn’t make sense — all those figures of speech and irregular word order, and free verse, etc..


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