These days, I’m feeling more aligned with Catholicism than I have since my first communion. I’m not alone in that
I’ve had my ups and downs with the church of my childhood.
On the one hand, as a “cradle Catholic”, I’ve received the sacraments, often get to Sunday mass, and am the product of a Catholic education, right through Georgetown University, with its Jesuit history. My father was a “daily communicant” – he received the Eucharist every morning before heading to his law office; his sister, my aunt, was a nun, a Sister of Charity with a PhD in classic languages.