- That Figgy’s friend Zoey kindly drove Punch and me to church.
- Seeing the cute babies and their parents.
- Hearing the Communion hymn.
- Watching a little girl with brown curls—she was 3–cling to Punchy’s hand on walk to Communion. We just met her today, through our friends at Mass.
- Sinking into prayer, ever so briefly.
- Noticing everyone’s snow boots, from little pink and white ones to mom-size fur-lined lace-ups.