If someone showed you a picture of Celine Dion would you be able to recognize it was her? More than likely if you are from a younger generation you wouldn't be able to. But if someone played one of her songs, you could probably guess it was her. If she walked right past you in Disney World you probably would have missed her too. Like a normal person, walking right at me, was Celine Dion. How I realized it was her is beyond me. I didn't believe it was her until I went upstairs and asked if she was in the building. Didn't exchange any words, but a sighting is good enough. How many people can say they saw Celine Dion while they were at work?
Kids continue to say the strangest things.... In a Turtle Talk show (of course, where else would such a story come from?) a little girl asked Crush if he was going to eat one of his friends which one would he pick. Morbid. What child thinks of this? Crush of course said none because fish are friends not food, and then asked the same question to the little girl. Probably not his brightest idea because the little girl responded that she would eat his son, Squirt. The awkward laughter that was in the theater was soon gone. It was silent. Probable the most awkward show I have ever been apart of.
In other news.... this weekend is Easter. It's the first time I haven't celebrated a holiday with my family. Even though we may not have "celebrated" Easter this year if we were all together, there would be all five of us around the table for dinner, I can almost promise that. It's weird to be here and have no plans, no plans with family I guess. I took myself to mass this morning and for a little while forget that I had nothing else to do. Mass was beautiful as it always is on Easter. The rest of the day consists of movies on the couch and hamburgers and pasta salad for dinner.
I've learned a lot about myself since I have been here. The one thing that sticks out in my head the most is my faith. I went to a Catholic HS and was brought up in the Catholic Church, I've completed 4 of the 7 holy sacraments. But after last summer... I wanted nothing to do with the Church. I struggled to understand why God plans were what they were. I was angry. It took me having to go to a church service for school (all athlete gathering), crying and realizing I was missing that part of my life for me to want to go back. I don't know what spoke to me that day, but something touched my heart and led me back to the Catholic Church. Since I've been in FL, the Church has been my safe place. I know I can go there Sundays and feel like home when I'm 1,173 miles away. My faith is what keeps me grounded. Trust me, I'm no saint. But having my faith to fall back on at the end of a really crappy day is better than having nothing at all.
To you and yours, I wish you a very happy Easter. I hope you truly remember what today is about. HE IS RISEN! Happy Easter!
Kids continue to say the strangest things.... In a Turtle Talk show (of course, where else would such a story come from?) a little girl asked Crush if he was going to eat one of his friends which one would he pick. Morbid. What child thinks of this? Crush of course said none because fish are friends not food, and then asked the same question to the little girl. Probably not his brightest idea because the little girl responded that she would eat his son, Squirt. The awkward laughter that was in the theater was soon gone. It was silent. Probable the most awkward show I have ever been apart of.
In other news.... this weekend is Easter. It's the first time I haven't celebrated a holiday with my family. Even though we may not have "celebrated" Easter this year if we were all together, there would be all five of us around the table for dinner, I can almost promise that. It's weird to be here and have no plans, no plans with family I guess. I took myself to mass this morning and for a little while forget that I had nothing else to do. Mass was beautiful as it always is on Easter. The rest of the day consists of movies on the couch and hamburgers and pasta salad for dinner.
I've learned a lot about myself since I have been here. The one thing that sticks out in my head the most is my faith. I went to a Catholic HS and was brought up in the Catholic Church, I've completed 4 of the 7 holy sacraments. But after last summer... I wanted nothing to do with the Church. I struggled to understand why God plans were what they were. I was angry. It took me having to go to a church service for school (all athlete gathering), crying and realizing I was missing that part of my life for me to want to go back. I don't know what spoke to me that day, but something touched my heart and led me back to the Catholic Church. Since I've been in FL, the Church has been my safe place. I know I can go there Sundays and feel like home when I'm 1,173 miles away. My faith is what keeps me grounded. Trust me, I'm no saint. But having my faith to fall back on at the end of a really crappy day is better than having nothing at all.
To you and yours, I wish you a very happy Easter. I hope you truly remember what today is about. HE IS RISEN! Happy Easter!
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