Baptism

Baptism. I love the fact that I was baptized as a baby at just a few weeks old by my Uncle Richard the priest. I love that I was raised Catholic and that my family attended church every Sunday and all the Holy Days of Obligation. I love that I was raised in a family that prayed before dinner and at night before we went to bed. I love that going to church was always a part of our Christmas and Easter celebrations. I love that I was taught right from wrong, and the Golden Rule. I was actually a very devout Catholic as a child. I loved God with such a pure heart. I was so devout that I struggled with the church when things began to change in the mid-sixties. Although, I am no longer a practicing Catholic I treasure those days.