“I asked why all us kids had saints’ names, my father had said, “Because life throws so much at us. We want you to remember to be kind, patient, and tolerant. To have empathy for other people, care about them. And to have that extra help, your own saint backing you.” “But we don’t always go to church,” I’d pointed out. “Caring about people doesn’t just take place there. It’s how you act out in the world, when no one is looking, where it really counts.”
Book:Pretend She's Here
