Reunion

Prism

I went to a Catholic all-girl high school and I’m not sure what this has meant— what it offered then in terms of a foundation for who I am now. The exigencies of religion and its doctrine were lost on me. I look to the skies at night and to the renewal of the trees in spring as my religious philosophy, and maybe the closest I’ve come to feeling connected to some larger gestalt is when I’m out walking the dog in the nearby state park…