…on this second day of Lent.
Cate came down for breakfast and fixed her big brown eyes upon me.
“I had the best dream last night,” she announced.
“Really, Honey?” (I so prefer those to the more morbid variety.) “What was it about?”
“Easter eggs…and Jesus.”
Not a bad dream, all things (and Lenten fasts) considered. ‘Cause if those eggs were chocolate, what more does a girl really need?
Happy Second Day of Lent! As always, make it count.
Ad Jesum per Mariam,
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