things change

I displaced my father as the Christmas Eve pianist and now my nephew Jacob has displaced me. The younger set gathers around him to sing more modern fare that they like instead of traditional carols.

My children and I went to the 5 pm service and afterwards my son expressed his disinterest in the church; he must find his own spirituality which he professes he has. My daughter goes to her boyfriend's non-denominational service and she also prefers that to Catholic mass.

Time moves on and things change and maybe that's the way it should be.


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