So I came back from Dallas, Texas a while back. I have a friend who lived there, and she heard my cry of despair when I broke off a relationship with a guy. I must say I’m so glad that I left NYC and lived with my close friend in Texas.
I think that vacations, no matter where you go, rejuvenates life especially when it gets tough. Coming back, I feel more secure and more assured. She took me to a church called Mater Dei, which is know for its Latin Mass. I never had a three day weekend where I attend mass in Latin before, but I noticed that there were large families that filled the pews. Women and girls dressed in dresses with their veils; Men and boys attended the mass with their families. The families were large with many children. I couldn’t believe it, and its very sad for me to say that I don’t really see large or united families back home.
I started to have many questions. I come from a divorced family, where my father did whatever he wanted to do in terms of money and . My mother worked very hard but she wasn’t perfect neither, she tended to be a bit of a feminist and leftest. I had a very dysfunctional family, where my parents fought with each other. There were so much tension and arguments that it ultimately led to self-hating at such a young age (elementary).
I went through a lot of therapy and confessions. It was not an easy process.
I decided to start a new blog – and talk about this inner struggle, faith and hope, relationship dilemmas, books, Catholic Church, philosophy, great books, finance, work/job, self-improvement, self-education/classical education, hobbies, cooking/food, technology, manners, language/communication, cleaning, organization, and time management.
I would like to maintain this blog about being a woman.