So last weekend I found myself in Mass again. Yes, I know, it's curious...to me also...how often I seem to attend Mass, for someone who doesn't consider herself religious. But there it is. I listen to that voice inside...the voice of the Heart... and, when it says "Go to Mass today" I go...and usually I… Continue reading Hidden Talents…
Sometimes words don’t work. Sometimes a candle-lit room, accompanied by the sound of rain, says more than the greatest philosopher. Sometimes pain is our greatest teacher. Sometimes those that give us life try to destroy us. Sometimes time doesn’t heal our wounds. Sometimes choosing life is harder than giving in to death. Sometimes friends become… Continue reading Sometimes
La Casa de Paz 