Day 13: Nun

Having brought up in a catholic home, I once dreamed of secluding myself in a convent. It was like a natural thing to dream of since the church was just a few blocks away, and it was also where my school was. But I also had a beset past that I wish I could erase. Deep inside I hated myself and thought I don’t belong to the outside world. I just wanted to spend the rest of my life serving, be at peace, and never get hurt. But there was a better plan for me. I got baptized in the al fresco. I was able to serve when I became an O.D. I saw peace when I conquered a hike. I get hurt, but I get up over and over. Though that “nun-desire” is still there, it has certainly evolved into the further.