My daughter is nine years old and we are preparing for her First Holy Communion. As a result, we have become more regular churchgoers than I have been for many years. We leave my husband and four-year-old son at home and go together. What started as a duty and a chore has become a great joy to me. It is a moment of the week that I feel belongs to us alone.
I am a conflicted mother. I work quite hard, and I am often away from home. I lack time and resent it. I am tired and grumpy. I lack gratitude for the many blessings that surround us as a family. I can be bad-tempered and lack patience, especially when it comes to my daughter’s homework on the weekend. I am quick to anger and unfairly demanding.
