Contemplating my faith; being Catholic after the church abuse scandal Crucifix. Rosary. Prayer. Tradition.

I was raised Catholic and attended a strict parochial school, St. Peter’s, in Sacramento with nuns as teachers where we wore knee-length uniforms, prayed every morning before class started, before lunch and even before heading home. We had to wear our hair in a “proper manner”—we had to put our curly hair up in a ponytail—and went to mass every Friday. I disliked the rigorous schedule, but I knew deep inside that it was the right thing to do for God.

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