I haven’t had much time to reflect and write amidst the business of being a pseudo-parent, but one thing is for sure:

Thank God for morning mass.

I’m different when I start my day with such a frank reminder that God’s Grace never fails and is always with me, and that I can confess, have communion, and adore in His presence before my day even begins. It’s the one thing that’s kept me surviving during the day.

Come join me sometime.




Have your way here
Keep me afloat ‘cause I know I’ll sink without you
Take this ocean of pain that is mine
Throw me a lifeline