Serving Christ and Connecting Catholics in Western North Carolina
For better or worse, I’ve always been an “early bird” when it comes to arriving at school. From the time I began as a second-grade teacher, I’ve found value in arriving before anyone else, while the building is quiet and I won’t be interrupted. It’s true, with people come interruptions.
Nothing says romance like a vaguely cross-shaped smudge of burnt leaf ash on your forehead.