I find myself sitting at a picnic table in the middle of a very lively night-slide at a local water park. My husband and kids are off on different directions and I'm alone and kinda bored wondering what to do. I have my camera but can't find the loved ones I want to take pictures of. Well, that's the beauty of being a Catholic mom. While I'm waiting I can spend a few quiet moments in the center of chaos in prayer. I've caught up on my novena to St Cecilia and I will start a rosary next. I love that I can spend time in communication with Jesus no matter where I am.
Well, it looks like I'll be holding off on the rosary...Damien's arrived and he wants a corn dog.