Sitting and meditating
My husband and daughter went to Taste of Chicago today. (I wonder if they'll run into Garfield and her fictive pals at Grant Park?) This means that I have the apartment to myself all day, and that usually gets me talking to myself. One of the things I was talking about - more accurately, I was thinking out loud about these things - was one of my perennial favorite topics, religion. I've made no secret in this blog of my Catholicism, and I've also made no secret of the fact that I'm a convert... Sign in to see full entry.