tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642118363500544837.post5338861254025709492..comments2023-12-04T06:21:24.925-05:00Comments on Simply, life.: parental influence .Greghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02516500957750641895noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642118363500544837.post-67442012769354057862012-07-31T13:27:42.215-04:002012-07-31T13:27:42.215-04:00I used to have to go to church every Sunday as a k...I used to have to go to church every Sunday as a kid. I didn't mind it. Didn't like not being able to sleep in though...ha. But now that I'm an adult, I rarely go to mass. My mother goes every week. Sometimes I go for her and she gets to sleep in. She likes that. And to be honest, I always get a lot out of the service. It's a nice time for reflection. And it reminds how important my faith really is eventhough it appears I'm not practising...food for thought.the best part of my day...https://www.blogger.com/profile/09720094620235300875noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642118363500544837.post-31524215162705682762012-07-31T08:21:49.780-04:002012-07-31T08:21:49.780-04:00This is so true... especially, no matter how much ...This is so true... especially, no matter how much you rebel against it... somewhere down the line you'll find yourself going back to your roots and habits that your parents were passing onto you...HxAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09894458424175347031noreply@blogger.com