Even though my anxiety makes me struggle with some things, that doesn't make me any less Catholic.
I didn't have a plan, but I did have a dream.
I was able to be honest with God. And maybe even with myself.
These men are some of the best that I've met and they're some of my favorite people.
And when I walk in, I feel like I'm home. Like I belong there.
I still struggle to simply let myself believe that God is present in my life, spiritually and non-spiritually.
As Catholics, we believe that saints are in Heaven and therefore in the presence of God.