Today at lunch I was talking with other co-workers about church and how much we went when we were younger. It got me thinking about my roots as a Christian. I grew up Roman Catholic and I no longer practice Catholic, but that doesn't mean it still has its affects on me and some of my views of the world. I honestly have to say I didn't go very much when I was younger and I didn't know much about God until after my first born was born. So as I was sitting at my dinner table with the boys today, I saw my Grandma's rosary and the picture of the Last Supper that my Dad made when he was a little boy. I have this on my wall by the slider to reminded me of my Faith and of my Grandma who pasted away about a year ago. So I thought this would be neat to get a picture of today! Enjoy.
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