I came home yesterday after being gone since Thursday night. I was in Quincy on a Cursillo church retreat that Nana directed. Though I hated being away from my family (and Ada for the first time), it was nice to focus on my spiritual journey and take a little me time.
Part of the theme for the weekend was 'He is the potter, and we are the clay.' Nana had tea cups for everyone on the weekend. I found it fitting that when I came home and didn't feel good the first thing Amelia did was offer me a cup of tea. God is always present when we choose to look!
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