Much like our own chicken run - an obscure little place where i can cluck and scratch about life in the realm of Catholic domesticity.
Tuesday, June 19, 2007
Rosemarie and the Rosary
Numbered among the most transcendent and beautiful moments in my life as a mother is this:
Nursing my sweet baby girl in one arm while fingering the beads of the Holy Rosary in the other. Thank you, Lord, for this blessed life!
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You are blessed that you were able to recognize it. These moments are what make up the tapestry of life, esp. for mothers, but sometimes we don't notice them. It is a gift to realize that they are a glimpse of something greater. Mom.
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You are blessed that you were able to recognize it. These moments are what make up the tapestry of life, esp. for mothers, but sometimes we don't notice them. It is a gift to realize that they are a glimpse of something greater. Mom.
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