So, here we are. 18 days as Wisconsinites. So many people have called and texted, asking me how we are doing and I often find my words fall short. I am better at reflecting and writing out my thoughts, so this is for all those who have asked and are wondering . . .
Our dog Sam is a country dog at heart. He Loves Wisconsin, going on long walks with me in the morning and checking out the woods on our property!
We have been here for 3 Sundays now and have attended three different parishes, all three vastly different from each other. While I think we have found our parish, our "church home," Sundays are the hardest for me and it is during the middle of mass that I miss our former hometown the most. I miss the familiarity of the pews we used to sit in, our parish priest's homilies, and looking around the church and seeing people who have loved us, and we have loved for years. I have teared up at every single mass here, missing our former church family. It has been less than a month, so I know truly becoming a part of the community here will take time. And, for now, I cling to the fact that Christ is the same everywhere He may lead us. He is present in Maryland at our former parish and He is here with us at any parish we attend. That is the beauty of our Catholic faith.
Please continue to pray for our family as we settle into our life here in this beautiful corner of Wisconsin.