Before marriage, I used to live my life very selfishly, in my own space, doing whatever I wished, and believing that was Heaven on Earth. It was not, for it was devoid of the warmth and joy of sharing a home with another in a society that we had created: a family.
Not unless I absolutely have to, when there is an animal in crisis or there’s some obligation I cannot avoid. On Sundays, I don’t respond to business messages. I don’t pay bills online. I don’t do servile work apart from everyday chores. Sundays are set apart, or at least they are supposed to be. The … Continue reading I don’t work on Sundays
It all started with a boyfriend, albeit one I dated for less than a month. Sweet and caring, he was a nondenominational Christian. He knew his Bible and was proudly anti-religious. I was a proud Catholic but didn’t know why. Inevitably, the conversations turned to religion: I’d tell him what I believed, he’d question it, … Continue reading What Rekindled My Fire? A (Re)Conversion Story