Blasts from the pasts

The craziest, craziest thing happened last night.

And now all I'm doing is sitting down here, with butterflies in my stomach.

I haven't had the butterflies in a decade.

It's as if time is hanging in the balance, and should I be so lucky, a few hours from now... should I be so lucky. I may have reconciliation at last.

I never told anyone till last night.

When I turned Catholic, I had to undergo Confession.

It was frightening.

And the words I told the priest, the story I told, was of wronging an old, old friend. And casting her away.

The priest told me that that was not a sin, and surely there is something more my son? He wanted me to talk about sex or masturbation...

But it was a sin, in my mind.

The biggest one.

I pray. I pray to make amends, a few hours from now. Thank you for giving me this chance, Lord.