I’m realizing that there are people from my past that I think about often. They’d probably have been surprised to know it, but they are some of the “saints” I recall, people who in one way or another have helped me grow, helped me grow up, helped me move into being my true self, helped me know more of God.
I bet you’ve got some of those people in your life. I’d love to hear about them.
- My maternal grandmother,