What are you most proud of in your life?
I had no idea of who or what I was when I was married at 19. Now I’m heading towards 75.
Most proud of? Our children and theirs. Good people. Not perfect. Who is? Hope filled people. Independent people. Resilient, tested people.
Kahlil Gibran wrote ” your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of life’s longing for itself.”
It’s not pride. It gratitude!
Confessions of a Free Range Prolapsed Catholic 
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