The person who loves you will not ever use you. They will not ever pressure you. They will never make ultimatums. The person who loves you will wait.
I am now going to hug my husband and thank God that we found one another.
|Guys. If you're not swooning, you're paying too much attention|
|totally inappropriate- yet somehow fitting|
We work in the home and in the public square. We go to Mass every single Sunday (sometimes more), eat bread that we call God and sip wine we call Blood. We care about what that anciently-robed guy in Rome says, and we spill our sins to another human being. We mate for life. We shun artificial birth control. Let's face it-- we're, umm, different. We're proudly pope-loving, sterilization-eschewing, Eucharist-adoring, confession-going, twenty-first-century Catholic specimens of femininity who buck societal norms and balk at contemporary expectations. Yeah, we're the face of the new rebellion.
Scary, aren't we?"I definitely couldn't have said it better myself.