A New Year


They say a new year brings new changes. In our case it wasn’t a change of religion. We brought in the new year with a group of our friends at a costume party. As a result, we ended up with the names Father Murphy and Sister Theresa.
Planning our costumes was fun, being dressed alike was fun, but the best part was a car ride the next day.
“How or where do you think you’ll be at the end of 09?”
His question surprised and pleased me. I wasn’t quite sure how to answer so my response was very vague. As normal I asked about him. He was thoughtful, “I was looking back on my journal, and saw how much things have changed. Things I never would have dreamed of.” He smiled his adorable smile, “It will be exciting to see what this year brings.”In my mind I contemplated how things had changed just in 5 months. Still we had not held hands, except in prayer. I was both thankful and still at the same time, hoping.
What would it be like to hold his hand where ever I went?

1 Comment

  • Reply Brad September 13, 2010 at 8:19 pm

    what a cute little nun you were!!

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